The Routine

Underestimated yet overlooked

Next prodigy stepping to me is getting shook

Hip Hop Hero straight out the comic book

Atop the roof top tossing his grappling hook

Castles and Crooks, criminals and rooks

Subliminal messages between the lines of the scripture books

I had foreseen, at fourteen, I'd be the one with good looks

Generating rhymes like a machine, becoming a hip hop vaccine

No lean please, that's obscene

Keep my body clean other than a bit of that green

I be up late, composing rhymes to a beat

While others be trying to get their beauty sleep

I'm a black sheep, I'll die before being cheap

I do life the fairway, so I can reach the putting green

Never thought I'd write a complete sixteen

Now competing is part of the routine