Freeverse (Interlude)

[Intro:]
Yeah

[Verse:]
Yo, this beat got me goin' way back to my roots
I might switch the flow up, but still I be rappin' the truth
I spaz in the booth, spectacular, they have to salute
I'm passionate, I'm not just rappin' for loot
But I'd be lyin' if I said that I don't need capital too
Just never resorted to packin' a tool
I remember classes that I was barely passin' in school
I wasn't dumb, I was just actin' a fool
My talent distracted me too
Plus half of what they taught to us wasn't actually true
Mama was mad cause she knew I wasn't exhibiting my potential
Till I started rippin' these intrumentals, any tempo
The illest with a pad and a pencil
Couple semesters of community college, I never finished
I don't think my head was in it
Was busy tryin' to spit it how no one ever did it
Plus all these people told me I was clever with it
It's levels to this, so much flame I think the devil is pissed
The revolution will be televised
They be tellin' lies
You not a felon, you ain't sellin' pies
Not in a gang but you got some bangers
Real recognize real, I'm sorry but you look like a stranger
Trying to be an entertainer can strain ya
Pour your soul out, but never let it drain ya
I remember my shorty totaled her car while I was sleep in the passenger seat and we just got a little banged up
I left with nothin' but a concussion, could've been killed
My first time being unconscious, not to mention my head went through the windshield
I woke up and saw my shorty on a stretcher
It's days like that that got me countin' my blessings
I feel the pressure, they say don't let it get the best of you, but why be mediocre?
For all the disrespect I'm about to start checkin' everybody like a cop that gotta meet a quota
I gotta be a soldier
I'm getting even older than I was when I said the last line
Makin' mad rhymes is my favorite pastime
They say the game's dead and I say it's halftime
Got them lookin' up to me, no bat sign
Too many jokers but I'm so serious
A lot of things I need to go experience
Things I need to show my peers
I was inspired by something every time I wrote a lyric
I see where I wanna be but I ain't nowhere near it
Bold and fearless, I know you feel it, I know you hear it
'Cause so much of the game is so generic
It's at a point where I rarely tell people I'm a rapper when I meet 'em 'cause I'm so embarassed
Even though it's a gift I'm supposed to cherish
I put all beats in coffins
I go nuts, my bars speak for all men
Be cautious of the haters that wanna take your joy
I can't be a mumble rapper, I gotta make some noise
Until I'm a name that you can't avoid
It seems the mainstream's remaining void of artists like me
But once the people hear me I know that they ought to like me
The hip-hop heads and all the hypebeasts
The suckers for the autotune and hype beats
A true MC in the middle of this bafoonery
So I just try to focus on doin' me
Maybe it's that way of thinking that got community lacking in unity
You was never a fan, don't try to be cool with me
You got a better chance findin' a dinosaur
You can't tell me nothin', I'm a rap connoisseur
I'm carrying my city so my back is kind of sore
If the sky's the limit it's a fact that I'ma sore
They knew that I was something special back in '94
There's plethora of reasons that I'm rhymin' for
It's the Renaissance, we spark the art's rebirth
When I need to vent I write a freeverse