(Verse)
Ladies and gentlemen, open your eyes, I'm on the rise like balloons let go in the skies, I used to write comic books, but now I write raps, I'm the out o' shape dude who really likes snacks, tryin' to lose calories, I finally got a salary, I'm workin' my way up, I'm strivin' for the galaxies, constellations form galactic pictures, I take a sip from the Dipper like a plastic fixture, I try to spark that brilliance like a flash of light, and when it comes I run to grab the mic, time keeps goin' like an H.G. Welles plot, and I keep growin', you can't make these cells stop, I scavenge for the meaning while my talents are increasing, I like to write content and battle when emceeing, stayin' up on digital media, MySpace, Facebook, YouTube, and Wikipedia, I surf the web so much I'm like cowabunga, so many pages I can't even count the number, but sometimes I'm just down and slumber, because I get bored like pounds o' lumber, dark days stay like clouds that cover, and I can't wait 'till I'm out above the place that I'm in now, I wonder where I'm headed, man, I hope it's better than the amount I'm under, if I had every single grain of sand, from the beaches and deserts and ancient lands, and placed 'em in an hourglass, and waited 'till the time had passed, I don't know if it would be enough to make my plans, but I just keep on hopin' and I keep on dreamin', 'till I reach my goals and get to free my demons, and I'm speakin' to the planet at large, 'cause I'm back with some raps that'll stand apart, original
UK rapper and composer Oscar reconnects with his youth on a sleek, diaristic LP influenced by ’90s hip-hop and '00s R&B. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024