This is a song about "Artist tourism biology phobia heroism geology cartoonist technology jounalism hydrophobia violinist ecology patriotism vocalist meteorology zoology claustrophobia capitalism novelist technophobia"

Auxiliary artist, independently,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Heroism is my rhythm

Work straight out the kitchen

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

Im just a man writin rhymes harder than technology

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Electronically, technology the best

That happen to act like a black president

Bun b, i’m underground king

My artist skills are fading,

Plot twist he's a novelist psychotic and off of it

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Pause, the only thing we need for is math and technology,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see