Caskey - Dear Moleskine lyrics

Yo, yo, yo, check check, one, two
Some hip-hop shit, you know?
Sometimes you gotta get back to the roots
It's February 3rd in 2016
I just saw this Erykah Badu interview
It inspired the
Fuck out of me yeah, I love music, yeah
Yeah

Inspired by the great ones there before me
I thank the universe for
Acknowledging my story
For breathing life into this capsule
I call a body
It's currently is South Morocco
Laughing at a party but been touched by the
Gracious and most high
I'm sold to the faint familiarities most buy
The devil made me quite a offer for
An estate with the flyest bitches
I declined though
My consciousness stay out on Mount Olympus
And it signed an eternity lease
Who want war with the rap god?
I'm handing out infirmary seats
Yeah, my brother told me this 'bout
The mind: Ain't no limit's
Only plateaus and you ascend to
Those at yo' rap show
Then go home to fine tune with
Tools on your Mac Pro
So never mind if your status
Is Kendrick or Ab-Soul we all the same
All got in places we can't escape from
Let the people make the decision
To call you great one
Just keep yo' head humble, the
Jungle is full of snakes, son
And plenty lions met with the
Venom when tryna make fun
Ain't no substitute for work and devotion
Ain't no shortcut you could find in a potion
Quickest way to mastermind is
First to master self, master emotion
And master knowledge
Don't need to get yo' master from college
But it's cool though
In a world where the sacred bein' demolished
And people so infatuated
With being acknowledged
What an awesome thing it is
To not be acknowledged

Think about it
Might move out the country and
Disappear for a lil bit, you know?