I’ve never... been the type to buy into the hype
Cause all I want to do is write and rhyme into a mic
Spending time with the people that bring light into my life
And light the way, like the moon slicing into the night
I’ve never... been the type of cat that acts like he’s all that
Skate shoes, jeans, with a black Nike ball cap
Fact is, it’s raw rap, these cats slightly all lack
Cause you could be a baller but your tracks might be all wack
I’ve never been the type to care what other people thought
Treat em’ equally, like night and day during the equinox
Even as their forks scrape across the plate I’m eating off
Bite me all you want, you’ll never guess what’s in my secret sauce
I’m not the type of guy, that likes to go get nice and high
I’d rather read a good book like, The Life of PI
Speaking of pie, I’ma go and get a slice of mine
Loving every second of my role in the divine design

What’d you expect? That I’d have a blinging chain on my neck?
Rapping about slinging cain’s how I’m gaining respect?
Sorry man, that ain’t me, I lead a spiritual life
Excuse me if I don’t fit your stereotype
What’d you expect? Chrome rims, spinning on my ride?
Popping bottles with top models, living the life?
Sorry, I don’t buy into material hype
Excuse me if I don’t fit your stereotype
What’d you expect?

I’m not the type to kiss somebody’s ass
Abandoning my morals, trying to get that money fast
I’m just patiently waiting, saving up a ton of cash
Cause the tortoise wins the race and it’s the hare that comes in last
I’ve, never been the type to brag about the shit I got
Getting caught up in the latest trends of whatever shit is hot
It’s just not me, I’m not the baller on your city block
But the shit I spit is hot, with you admitting it or not
I’m not the violent type, but I ain’t one for backing down
Say what you like, but watch your mouth or you’ll get smacked around
People used to diss me out, now I’m the kid they ask about
They said I’d never make it happen rapping, but who’s laughing now?
It’s my career, and I ain’t taking it lightly
So me quitting due to criticism’s very unlikely
Fact of the matter is, I don’t care if you like me
So, go ahead, do it, STEREOTYPE ME.