Rocket Science

[Verse 1]

Labeled me different from the jump

When all I was here to do was jump in

Outcast for not knowing what dumb is

They say I'm OutKast with a corner store run in

I listen to 3 Stacks and hope I'm what he fuck with

I know I'm what he fuck with, never mind hoping

Cause dope knows dope so as far as what the dope is

It gets familiar, the memory stays

No matter the time, no memory's vague

So every memory saved

Is recognition of the first time dipping

It feel like the reason you started penning

And I'm from the home of the skid marks, the Popeye big arms

So me being the raw is all I was built for

Growing in your attention while mine is growing hallow

As I type this verse, I'm BBMing a model

Or better yet, she BBMing me

Sending me pictures of all that she wanna give to me

Everything from after the shower to Louis Vuitton receipts

Saying its a gift, and a gift whenever we meet

And I'm trying to finish this record, but believe me

She look like everything I expected, so I be knee deep

ASAP, the beat on playback, I still got more to say

And she can't change that, and I can't break that

As broke as the rest be

Swear what I write is all the shit that they left me

[Hook]

I swear it's not rocket science (x3)

I just tell em what my day is

And they alike so they replay it

I swear it's not rocket science (x3)

I just tell em what my day like

And they alike so they know the date right

[Verse 2]

Never preached on a record, I just said what it be on a record

And made em wanna believe on a record, anytime it's me on a record

I par the bars and don't give em room to breathe on a record

They saying that my ingenuity was designed for you to be

So I be backpedaling going from you to me

I'm still trying to believe in a hero

But I keep aiming for where they be from the get-go

And maybe mine alone, died alone, my hands was by the phone

Like when Omar popped Brother Mouzone by the scroll

And called like come get em, I'm all but done with em

I was often who you loved when Paul was running with em

Apologies, whatever it gotta be

Pay that cost, and hope yall on the side of me

And may that cost be no more than a proper fee

Talking the influx, kidding you gotta be

Shit is just outta me,I right my 24

They say it's complicated but them hours is for the call

Tell em I'm a 95 Nike ad, half cent dog

Got all type of swag, double D Tyra with a wifey tag

Telling me the past is the past in the past frame

Bitches be having babies over night, like what's your last name?

Promise me you'll know it if it's ever you

And not walk around thinking tumor's got the best of you

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

I swear it's not rocket science, they think I'm probably lying

If you forever been a fan, they say you probably biased

I forever been the stamp of a higher climbing

And they won't let you get a hand if you tryna find it

But I'm in a room full of chargers

Typing out my life for the starters

And ever pair of sneakers is a part of it

Contemplating becoming a martyr

And if I'll even know it if it happens so regardless

I swear it's not rocket science...not at all