Exoteric! Check It.
• Written by Kyllo
Yeah, Call me Exoteric
All you other fuckboys fake like a fucking prosthetic
I got love for bars even though i'm dia-betic
Spit so many sparks, I think I am electric
Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic
Cause a toddler was rhyming specifics like a skeptic
Cause music, the way i approached that is poetic
But instead i become creatively pathetic.
I'ma be kind, i'm empathetic
An unknown source has made me apathetic.
If you a listener, my shit magnetic
Straight call the medic my lyrics leave you numb like anesthetic
I'm gettin sick and sicker with this wickedness rhythm rhyming arithmetic
But i won't sugarcoat, clothe nor pad this! you're old, pathetic
And visual acuity yeah no this is real rap non of that synthetic
Not gonna give it to you easy, no time to be apologetic
Transporting my bars like im fuckin telekinetic
Yeah my names Exoteric, Bruh I already said it.
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Kyllo
Member since November 16 2014