Shorty Heights

Holy cow
 I guess I wasn't ready then because I'm ready now
 Know sanitation's tired of sweeping up confetti piles
 But I'll keep winning anyhow (anyhow)
 What's just above the brow, behind the sternum
 Be the stern and be the bow
 The ticker and the thinker
 The heart and mind
 The hook the line and sinker
 We're gonna need a bigger boat
 And bigger reel
 This being the realest thing I ever wrote
 Whatever titling is code
 For greatest story that was ever told
 My baby nice wit beans and overnight she let em soak
 I float through lucid dreams
 and don't point out that I'm from Queens
 'Cause that's a trope
 I rather death before dishonor
 And lather up with Dr. Bronner's soap
 Head of steam and spreading semen
 But as seen through a kaleidoscope (kaleidoscope)
 My superpower is my senses
 Aren't boggled down by needing a consensus
 Matter's not a matter that requires my attention
 Minimalist propensities
 Necessity's the mother of invention
 And out for self until ascension
 The road to hell is paved with good intentions
 My offer includes compensation complete with a pension
 For full cooperation and total attention
 As far as crossing bridges I haven't arrived at
 I never tried that (never tried that)
 So nevermind that
 The act of decision is exquisite
 No rule of thumb or any other digit
 I leave it to the instant
 Cause I seldom could predict if I could dig it
 Instinct'll kick in
 and start insisting "that's the ticket" and I listen
 By definition every flip is different
 That is even when the coin's in mint condition (condition)
 Every time I trip and fall
 I could see a clearer picture in my crystal ball
 I went from cat that used to play the wall
 to now I know the mating call
 for every creature great and small
 That's what I call evolved and not a hand that was supposedly a paw
 Turns out every strength was something I was certain was a flaw
 And all from tryna walk 'fore learning how to crawl
 Rain soaked
 If you don't know me by now then we in the same boat
 For the record like I's Usain Bolt (Bolt)
 It ain't the same as stayin' woke (stayin' woke)
 Nope
 I'm an artist not an entertainer
 My brain is a receiver not a generator
 I even helped a lady
 by delivering her baby in a broken elevator
 Later (later, later, later)