I Grew Up On Hip Hop, It's

I Don't Speak, I Float In The Air Wrapped In A Sheet I'm Not A Real Person, I'm A Ghost Trapped In A Beat

They Say That Love Is Powerful As Cough Syrup And Styrofoam. All I Know Is I Fell Asleep And Woke Up In That Monte Carlo With The Ugly Kardashian... Lamar, Oh, Sorry. Yo, We Done Both Set The Bar Low.

My Rhyming Skills Got You Climbing Hills, I'll Travel Through Your Mind Into Your Spine Like Siren Drills.

Inside I'll Always Be An Outsider

See I'm A Poet To Some, A Regular Modern Day Shakespeare.