Mission Statement

[Verse 1: DC Pierson]

Mission statement, they want a mission statement

I'm what they were missing when they wondered where great went

Fresh out the playpen, doe-eyed, and apple-cheeked

You know I got them nerds nuts, like some tech that Apple leaked

This is the first track and so this technique is an aperitif

Hell no, no Halo, but, still I am the Master Chief.

There will be none after me. Red curtain in this shit

And if she's live from New York, Jane Curtin in the chick

Is he insane? Yes, for certain that he is

See, making him that way was the purpose of the biz

Or could it be that he's the only sane one among them?

Cause he holds doors for women, dances with the one that brung him

So, they want to replace him, basically bastards a youngin'

God, what a mess. I'm the ladder of success

Showed up to the state dinner so severely underdressed

But when he hit the stage he really was so wondrous

Emcees hope that I'll do them any courtesy

Like The Pope and Evolution it did not occur to me

You meant for it to hurt when you said you hadn't heard of me

But you got whack taste, your indifference isn't hurting me

You're so last place. I'm so lapping them

I'm so gifted, so unwrapping them

And I'll take my neuroses and package them

But still, I will never trade platitudes for platinum

Might here this played by your neighbor in his Daewoo

But there will never be a major label debut

They talk about writing. Motherfuck what they do

Homie, we both know that only pages can save you

I stay producing, they stay excusing

Doing that, "I can do anything that guy can do." thing

I stay inspiring, they stay requiring

Constant reinsurance they will stay aspiring

Ordered up the world, I'll eat the entire thing

Think you're fly? I've been higher on a tire swing

Admiring my own line, I'm that dude

If I was DaVinci I would still go to The Louvre

And RIP Danoov. It's French new wave when DC is in the groove

Gifted class and class is in session

Make stuff, make stuff, make stuff, end of lesson

Gifted class and class is in session

Make stuff, make stuff, make stuff, end of lesson