The Love Song

Contrary to popular belief

You know what, yo

This is not a love song, it's a sonnet

Damn it feels good to have people up on it but

I'm just a fool playing with the master's tools

Learing how to break the rules of this record company pool

Hallucination, I see with my eyes

But my heart's telling me lies, why do I fantasize

Why am I telling lies to the people from the stage

Pretending it's all good when inside it's fire and rage

Cause I can't understand

How a man lives off the life of another man

Trying to pimp the universe, that's a joke

I stay rocking the boat down to my last note

It's murder she wrote, assassination vocabulary

I see your termination is heavily necessary

I should'a known, they do it for forbes alone

I do it to break the walls if I fell off then let me know people

It's funny how life can go

First you ride high then you might lay low

Don't get high off your own supply

Some will set foots before a fall comes by

This is my message to the world

Just trying to reach every boy and girl

Not trying to say if it's right or wrong (you know what, yo)

This is just a love song

Lyrical optometrist with twenty-twenty vision

Servin' rhymes like my granny used to serve provision

Chaotical amniotical fluid, the rap jewett that's fluent

In the art of onomatopoeia

Metaphysical microscopic topic dropper

When I was a kid I wanted roller skates and a bike chopper

But alas, pop, pop, never thought to keep me in style

That's why I'm schizophrenic now so

God bless the child that has his own

The harvest we reap is what we sown

Chrome microphone, shoot it, towards the dome

Of computer digital clones, that mimic philosopher stones

Saying the style's their own, when they bite like mike from brownsville

That sounds ill, relationship is a mirror

But ch'ya see yourself within, and the picture is clearer

That's why I'm on the scene wit a mic, like ernesto guevara

While they exploit your life like geraldo rivera, they just

It's funny how life can go

First you ride high then you might lay low

Don't get high off your own supply

Some will set foots before a fall comes by

This is my message to the world

Just trying to reach every boy and girl

Not trying to say if it's right or wrong (yeah)

This is just a love song (check it)

It's easy not to care, what people say

It's harder to pretend to try

Cause they can only love you, from yesterday

I'm looking at the nile, it rose high

I'm just a man who's walking

They stand around and keep talking

They tried to clip my wings

But wisdom fills so many things say it again

I'm just a man who's walking

They stand around and keep talking

They tried to clip my wings

But wisdom says so many things, to love, love

It's funny how life can go

Don't get high off your own supply

This is my message to the world

Not trying to say if it's right or wrong

This is just a love song