[Hook]
I swear I'm epic with it, and I spit epidemics
Epilogue- you finished, epic novels I written
I'm Moses when I compose this, Aristotle in this sentence
Shakespeare could break here and you not up for this mission
There's an ocean of stars and I ain't diving up in it
Funny how they say that sky is the limit
But I'm too down to earth, I ain't seen the sky in a minute
[Verse 1: Theodore Martin]
How real can it get? In a room full of fake muthaf**az where honesty don't exist
Honestly I should be in Ivey league with this sh**
I lock John Locke out his property with this sh**
Back and forth about being done with this, I stare in the mirror and I can't stomach it
Lately I been feeling below the dungeon, sh**
Lately i been peeping vultures circling my window
I think Ronald Reagan got me serving crack on instrumentals