Previously on DRT
Ugh, yea-yea-yea-yeahhh
All aboard, welcome to the tour
The gallery’s open, the gallery’s open, oh yeah
The gallery’s open, the gallery’s open, I say
Whoa-oh-whoa, oh-whoa-oh-whoa-oh, whoaaa-oh-whoa
Whoa-oh-oh-ohhh, oh-whoa, whoa-oh-oh-ohhh, oh-whoa,
oh-whoa

Welcome to the tour, the gallery’s open
Oh yes, I know it’s long overdue, but hey
Masterpieces take patience, peep
Here’s an overview to keep ya in the loop
So go ahead, remove ya shoes
Grab some wine and cheese
Perhaps a cup of fruit
As I proceed to walk ya thru
It’s so imperative, I control the narrative, on every canvas
Wrote the characters to be declarative, in every stanza
Dedicated to it, full of passion
Know I’m full of color, getting active
Never seen a rapper so adaptive
Messy palette, method to the madness
Sensitive about mine
Though I show no emotion, I’m heavily devoted
Po’ pimpin’ the potion, stick to the notion
Might keep a few loaded
Unapologetic, undeniably ready
Un-parallel to the scale, it’s heavy
But I trust it, wear my heart on my sleeve unflustered
Flow to a frequency that you couldn’t conceive
in ya wildest dreams
Could be extreme, a bit unforeseen but
Mustered the faith to push me forward
Hard since they cut the umbilical cord
Here’s a toast to all who watched me starve
When the info could’ve put me on my feet bruh
But ya gotta write ‘em off if you really wanna put yourself on

Take it how ya want, take it how ya feel,
take it for what it’s worth
Just don’t take it lightly, approach impolitely, it’s on
This my turf, my playing field, this is the art of verse
This my art, this my platform, this is my body of work
Take it how ya want, take it how ya feel,
make of it what you will
It’s yo interpretation, yo opinion, but it’s my career
This my craft, this my canvas, this is the concert
This my dream, this my seed, yo this is my gift to earth

See I just need an ear to paint the picture clear, pioneer
Bumping like six by nines, show up right on time like a cavalier
Charming yet alarming, plant in seasons like I’m farming
Bout as sacred as a psalmist, what you need?
I’m like a pharmacist
Developed a skill to make me one in a mill,
look like I’m running up mills
On top of the bill, since art been paying the bills,
it’s like a meal on wheels
I’m healing the ill, I’m willing to give or kill,
just keeping it real
I’m giving ‘em chills, like Amityville…
that’s mass appeal
Color outside the lines, write beyond the margins,
think outside the box
I move in counter-clock, in due time,
you’ll see it’s lonely at the top
Breaking the padlock, minting my own tokens,
running up stocks
This is my sandbox, play by my own rules,
marbles and rocks
Don’t take no prisoners, accept no visitors
Don’t fuck with those who couldn’t envision us
New exhibitions got my ammunition up
Juxtaposition of a composition, limited edition
Fulfilled the mission to precision just from holding vision

Take it how ya want, take it how ya feel,
take it for what it’s worth
Just don’t take it lightly, approach impolitely, it’s on
This my turf, my playing field, this is the art of verse
This my art, this my platform, this is my body of work
Take it how ya want, take it how ya feel,
make of it what you will
It’s yo interpretation, yo opinion, but it’s my career
This my craft, this my canvas, this is the concert
This my dream, this my seed, yo this is my gift to earth

I mean, I really did this shit man
I mean, I… I kinda kept this shit under my hat man
For about 4, 4-5 years really
Just not telling nobody shit man
Cause mutherfuckers just really couldn’t see the vison
Just to be touring throughout the pandemic
Man this just really kind of surreal to me
When I really just think about it
I’m just like damn nigga
You really on fucking tour
Designer Rap, designer rap