[Verse 1]
They saying the Koreatown Oddity's obsessed with analog
Cassette tapes in my pocket, I confess I'm that involved
If you can't get with the program
Then twist this channel off, go back to watching Daniel Tosh
Fronting niggas, you can suck a cocker spaniel's balls
I'm underwater when they all up on Saturn and Mars
Just so you know, it's not a fluke or a farce
So don't confuse me with no flutes or guitars
Bet you can't put your finger up on it at the moment
In the working class, I'm at the bottom of the totem
But in a certain craft, I'm better, crack your skull open
And that ain't nothing violent, just being figurative
On how I'll open your mind up to let something different in
Diddy said that it's all about the benjamins
But the swami told me that it's all about what is within
And what's within is a lot of heart
And I'ma get mine, and you can sleep if you want

[Verse 2]
It must be my destiny to rock on top of beats
On Christmas, J-Swift gave me a chocolate MPC
As a kid, I used to watch Ice-T and Donald D
Recording a microphone inside of a spare bedroom
I rise to the occasion on all-natural jet fuel
I'm cool on the coffee, but I'll take some yerba-maté
If my raps could be translated into weather
[?] would not exist on an extremely hot day
Push cassettes in my city, putting people in the know
But niggas on a higher platform get the credit you don't
Now in the present time, that might be a bitter quote
But see, I'm aging like I'm wine until these niggas see I'm dope
Now, after my demise like my nigga Van Gogh
But my ear is in your deck instead of in an envelope
Inhale the ganja smoke
And tell all these biters just like Hall and Oates
That I can't go for that, no can do
Like the Los Angeles MC repping Hellfyre Crew
But doing something for nothing? Nigga, don't even start
I'm tryna stack my paper up as tall as Giovanni Marks
And see, I'm on that heart, so fuck what you thought
Cause I'ma get mine, and you can sleep if you want