Also for my wife.

For real, who would do that, right? I would. I could buy so many Starburys with just one pair of Jordans.

A play on the classic tomato/tom-ah-to expression indicating that I will not only heckle you, but I’ll do it in a way that bothers the shit out of you. Also, I have rapped fast before, but I really don’t like it so let me take my time like a South Dakotan-turned-national-news icon.

I wear what I wear, so deal with it, or you’ll ultimately be on the losing side. Also, peep that WORDPLAY son. LYING like LION and Voltron’s feet are LIONS, so you know, LION, FEET, VOLTRON. #bars.

It’s wild to me that us rappers have to dress a certain way or buy certain shit to show you that we’re acceptable for your consumption as artists, but the people who get paid to wear and advertise that shit professionally aren’t ever tasked with being smart or contributing in a less superficial way to society.

Reference to Gifted Unlimited Rhymes Universal
http://rapgenius.com/636797/Gang-starr-dwyck/Lemonade-was-a-popular-drink-and-it-still-is

I work in service of both people in my age group and older, as well as those younger than I am. I don’t make kid rap, I don’t make old man rap. I make “you” rap. But please, don’t YOU rap.

That’s an acknowledgement of me having coming further than I thought I would.

That’s for my wife.

While I, like so many, are absolutely befuddled by the wild shit that comes out of the Church of Scientology, it isn’t rationally any more or less plausible than Judeo-Christian traditions. The only difference is that back when older religions were developing, they didn’t have shit like the internet, an independent news media, contemporary principles of scholarship and research, or anything else that helps you sift through bullshit.