I've got a stepladder to the stars
I've got a toolkit in the woodshed
I've got a stepladder to the stars
It makes me laugh when people say
I make my own beats
I choose the words that come out of my mouth
I get the funky on the keys and make the schedule
I've got a stepladder to the stars
I've got a toolkit in the woodshed
I might show you where I keep it
Might even let you borrow it
But you got to bring it back
I've got a stepladder to the stars
I've got a toolkit in the woodshed
I might show you where I keep it
Might even let you borrow it
I use reason, I use logic
All the tools I use are pro tools
I produce my own productions
Mix my own emotions
I engineer all my engagements
I am the master of my own mastery
I am the author of my experience
I'm not mad though
I take of my bravado
And put it into my vibrato
I make my own beats
I've got a stepladder to the stars
I've got a toolkit in the woodshed
I've got a stepladder to the stars
I've got a toolkit in the woodshed
I've got a stepladder to the stars
I've got a toolkit in the woodshed
I might show you where I keep it
I might show you where I keep it
Might even let you borrow it
Might even let you borrow it
I've got a stepladder to the stars
I've got a stepladder to the stars
I've got a toolkit in the woodshed