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This track opens with a stark apology, not for wrongdoing, but for overshadowing less capable MCs. The narrator frames their arrival on the scene as a disruptive force, one that exposed the mediocrity of peers who, in their view, only managed to kill the narrator's hope for a truly competitive rap landscape. The tone is one of defiant self-assertion, a declaration that the narrator's own journey was forged in a harsh environment that "bites and chews and spits and screws you out your innocence." This aggressive origin story fuels a lyrical prowess described as "prescribe"-worthy, capable of crafting narratives that mirror life's harshest moments. The central tension lies in the narrator's perceived isolation and the struggle for recognition against a backdrop of perceived shallowness in the rap game. They position themselves as a solitary figure, a "word smith" and "poet" on the "road less traveled," contrasting with those who merely "straddle the next lane." This self-imposed distance is further emphasized by a demand for deep loyalty, rejecting superficial connections in favor of those who know their "government by heart." The lyrics suggest a deep-seated distrust of those outside their inner circle, particularly the "negros that come out your house," indicating a battle not just for lyrical supremacy but for genuine connection and understanding. The craft here is in the narrator's potent self-mythologizing and aggressive wordplay. They adopt an almost divine persona, calling themselves "the wizard" who can turn rivals into "mad, shriveled, and bitter" figures, and declaring themselves "the Omega and the Alpha." This is amplified by vivid, almost alchemical imagery, where they are a "master cast of the human form" and an "alchemist" ruling "every subject and noun." The recurring theme of being misunderstood, of being the "black sheep" or forced to "pass as your cast to be seen as halfway normal," underscores a profound sense of alienation that fuels their lyrical dominance and the demand for their own unique brand of recognition. Ultimately, the effectiveness of these lyrics stems from their unflinching self-confidence and the raw, almost brutal honesty about the competitive nature of their craft. The narrator doesn't just claim superiority; they articulate the struggle and the harsh realities that shaped them, turning personal battles into a lyrical spectacle. The closing sentiment, a "goddess MC" who "buried all your favorite rappers," is a powerful, albeit boastful, testament to their artistic conviction, leaving the listener with a clear impression of an artist who has not only overcome doubt but has redefined the very terms of engagement.

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[Verse] This is my apology letter, for every cat that I've overshadowed since I got on the scene And started battling average and below rappers who thought they was killing shit The only thing they killed was my hope for a focused MC That could vocally go toe to toe with the dopest of thee And maybe the best out of the bunch can try and get social with me Cause it takes a village right But I don't play nice I came from a place that bites and chews and spits and screws you out your innocence like your youth was a virgin bride I put the scribe in prescribe Cause I write scripts that could play out the worst times of your life And they call my diction cryptic I'll bury any Tom, Dick, or Harry trying to Luke Perry me, meaning they've been in bad things I'm trying to fixate y'all on me so hip hop is more bearable But y'all act like anybody coherent is a frickin' rap miracle, bruh I've been a word smith since I first stepped in this rap game One of the last poets ask [?] Y'all can hashtag, tweet it, Instagram it for the net frame I'm on the road less traveled, y'all straddling the next lane Trying to figure out how I tick, picking through folds in my left brain Shout out to all the dudes attackin' rap from those of my gender Who now sendin' me love letters that I know will be return to sender And hopefully y'all get the message, only roll with Day Ones No new friends unless you know my government by heart Cause Sa-Roc is only one part of my indomitable foundation After throne, I'm taking over country, Roc Nation Throwin' up my pyramids like Pharoah, I'm rulin' every subject and noun I spit out my mouth, I'm alchemist And I don't trust any of them negros that come out your house Cause I'm standin' out here in the field trying to get people to feel me I done dealt with the real shit and y'all quick to spit bout the theory It's a different world from Brooklyn to [?] And this the mixer Turn to Wayne Wayne to Mr. Gainz flippin' beef in the pit, it's like this I am a tad bit of the wizard Drop a few bars and turn the eager champ into mad, shriveled, and bitter Cause I'm the leader of this pack, you the last pick of the litter I'm the Omega and the Alpha, the last and the beginning I'm star dust, the master [?] cast of the human form But I've been forced to pass as your cast to be seen as halfway normal I'm formally requesting a mass text to your besties and everyone else inside your iPhone by top of the mornin' I know I'm the black sheep, they tryin' hide me from company Cause I be on my Black shit, quoting Elijah and company They never understood me, I stayed under the radar Now I trace my rise through the covers of magazines And try to spin my complex life onto the pages of [?] If I'm not on your Top 5 of All Time then you ain't heard me This is my calling card, Rap God at your service [Outro] Yo, this for all those that doubted me Thought I couldn't hang with the best of em But guess what? I done buried all your favorite rappers in one scoop But don't worry I'll revive em Cause I'm the goddess MC Peace

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