I don’t know who you beat and I don’t know who you lost too.

Can’t tie my shoes, you gon’ boss who?

Don’t mistake this backwards cap and these dark glasses.

For anything shorter than Aristotle Onassis.

Or the mindstate of Rockefeller, Rothschild, and M. Licinius Crassus.

What? You don’t like my fashion?

Can’t help it I’m a dandy, you should bow to classic.

I’m a childless rapper, ya’ll proud of wack shit.

Even before I turned up, style was mastered.

I see it moving through the crowd behind these glasses.

Butt it’s supposed to be here when change comes, that’s what happens.

You look up, study the STARZ, quote your horoscopes.

I’m in tune, I know what’s what, focused for us both.

Opened up my mind, open up my coat.

I’m the motion on the coast, you’re hoping for the most.

So I might rock your boat, then toast with @Oprah.

Master Class that then sip mamosas.

Justis James™Did It

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