This right here is meditation
This for all the years I spent in basements
Looking at the stars, I feel adjacent
Pretending my studio is a space ship
Aye, and none of y'all can say shit
At least I'm not fuckin' complacent
At least I'm not doing the same shit
That every other rapper is doing
But I'm still in the arcade, faded
Without my mic I feel naked
Runnin' through the streets like
Please, someone give me a blanket
Found separation from the pavement
A ninety degree angle where my aim is
And people like, so, you wanna be famous?
And I reply, so you wanna kiss my a^