[Lyric] Aviator Cap Duke Westlake Cypher (Saint jak)

Hear that I rap, got your pre-conceived notions
Flowing in and out, turning tides like the oceans
Waiting to go viral and hit you with my debut
My flow's sick, I spit these rhymes straight at you (achoo)
I rap cold, but you don't see it, call it black ice
So you rappers hit me running, boy it is your demise
A white fiend man, but no cocaine
Cause my powers ain't like that, I ain't Snowflame
Not popping champagne, not sipping Crystall
Concert t's and chucks though, so I still ball
I wear some skinny jeans while I drop the meter
And they fit well, like Chris Brown in a wife beater
Got so many lines, I rap corduroy
Aviator cap like James Franco, fly boy
Riding in my 02 Subaru, I'm the driver
Pissing hipsters off cause I say Bon Iver
Cause I'm not French nor am I pretentious
Upper middles class, with our white picket fences
In the suburbs, born and raised
Amazed that I can rap, yeah I got em all dazed
And confused like you forgot what you were gonna say
Can't really hate me, Matt McConaughey
Hey, hey, and I kill an instrumental
Any science references are purely elemental
Accidental, the rap game's mental
But I bought it for a bit, got it on a rental
I won't wreck it and I will at the same time
I'm in my basement still, when I write a rhyme
I slay beats man, daily, nightly
Yeah I'm white, doesn't mean you can take me lightly
Leave you 6 feet under, need a shovel
Then I make like my iPod, shuffle