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