The Answer

[Verse: Oddisee] Yo... I'm one of the chosen few who could dispose of you And anybody else who think they flowin' too Here's your last chance, brothers best to show and prove Why y'all in the vocal booth, but your flow is mute? Ain't no excuse; lot of niggas thinkin' they cute Drippin' they S-Curl juice on their gators and suits Ain't it the truth? Lot of cats gay and it's proof Platinum rainbows and jewels on the necks of their crews I'm bad news like Obituary sections The rhymes I write describe the loss of a life the previous night At an opеn mic or any type of venue Thеre ain't no tellin' where I'm goin', cause of what I've been through As I begin to attract the attention of fans Will I be able to withstand the supply and demand? Can I expand? Turn mics in my hands to grands? If you really ask me, dog? I think I can