Hold Your Applause Video (MV)

I'm a...
A mixture of breeds
Native, Black, Irish it seems that
I-I get mixed in my themes
And been led straight down many paths
Uh, but it don't really show
I used to be called that yellow snow
Where I'm kinda white but not really
But y'all agree It's still a joke
So like... whatcha came here for?
Is Daedalus someone you adore?
Wanna learn the beginnings of Chaotic lore?
Gonna sift through my music and claim it's yours
On a spiritual level? well yes you can
A listener's tears're worth more than
A white girl workin' on her summer tan (oh my god!)
So please GoFundMe a hype man
Hahahaha
Nah nah nah
Hold your applause, hold your applause
See I'm only gettin' started
Y'know that's just-that's just the first verse
So ahem
Lemme clear my throat
Now
Lemme tell ya sommin'
I divide my time between climates
On a first name basis with my pilot
As I make my rhymes to be timeless
And you're bein' the opposite of Midas
I guess it's stylish, bet you ain't know
I'm a product of those who fought Jim Crow
Got tired of rappin' other rhymes
Decided to create my own flow
So I tip toe into the booth
Go over the heads of the youth
Compared to my poems I'm a bit uncouth
I can scream "f*ck you" you'll say it's coo'
But what's it to do with the verse
I'm just sayin' though, I can curse
A lil more freely now go rehearse
As long as you don't perverse my words
So f*ck whatcha heard, Ima OG nerd
You goin' respect me, I'll f*ck witcha herd
Your fans yell "boo" (boo) throw shit at you
You'll put in the papers to transfer
To another genre, some other music
While your girl will do an acoustic
Version of my song, betrayal is strong
I'm my brother's keeper? (buzz) wrong
Don't get the reference? a damn shame
Got no one but your parents to blame
But no worries though, I'll hope in ya brain
And play with the wires in ya mainframe
Your favorite rappers? you'll soon disclaim
You'll start a chant "It's time to drain
The swamp" then piss all on their name
And declare it's time for Chaos to reign
Woooo
Wait-wait I'm not done yet
I said it's time for Chaos to reign
So how 'bout we change it up
We'll get a lil Chaotic here
You guys are ready
Right
Let's go
Imagine me as I write these bars
Of lyrical content that goes hard
Surrounded by folks that wannabe stars
But can't shake off their emotional scars
Like Taylor Swift and her ex boyfriends
Come to think on it, they can start a boy band
But that's really beside the point and
Ima get back to the song at hand
My plan, is to use this pen
And give them voice, as I bend
These words then shove them in a lens
Focusing them to make amends
Will it ever end? well I duno
I just wanna enjoy the show
I'll treat music like most my exes
Stay long enough not t'be called a ho
But I'll still grow, eventually blow
Your mind at at least one of my shows
What more can I say
These bars are slain
I'll put you ona platter then bite your face
Wait... you Beyonce
That's really weird am I Eric Andre
I wanna get big and yell at Sway (how Sway?)
But I should learn to freestyle today
Making a song's okay
I can really stray
A bit off topic n ride the waves
This reminds me of Little Brother
Verse with no rhymes? Whatever You Say
I pray that I reach my goal
That artists regain control
Of hip hop so D'Chaos for hire
Get my now, offer expires