One Step

I'll be a tortured artist till my corpse is harder

Than a cinder block of metal wrapped in adamantium armour

Chrysanthemum farmer, got me drippin' red petals like I'm Santa incarnate

Big belly, steady, heavy with the fire I'm expelling, I get to tellin

Truths, but in the booths, it is lyrics that I'm sellin

So line up, buy them up, I'm tired as fuck, my main aim is to rise up

And sell more records than Helen Keller, I'm slightly bitter

And only bigger than those that no one knows from a snickers,

Benevolent, malevolent jester

With these lines I infest ya, I came to test ya

I came to best ya, but only to show you what the best is

So you can reach for it, I believe in you