That Real Oddisee

[Verse 1: Oddisee]
Before I knew what I was doing, I was trying to do something
That's the definition, listen, of a know-it-all young'n
Hard headed, hardly headed, in directions I intended
Where I ended wasn't deaded, like no exit except the entrance
Now I'm making my entrance as if I'm hopping the fences
Thinking I'm being careful, but really I'm just an infant
Adolescent at best, had a lesson at livin'
Given to me the stress, inherited with the vision
Wool over my eyes, blue, say is the sky
Gray is the true color, but who sayeth the why?
So do that make me pessimistic
If I fill up my head with the best of this shit?
Niggas say I'm cool, shorties say I'm their lipstick
On the tip of their tongue is my lyrics they're whisperin'
Let's make it apply, right place and the time
Tight space and the vibe is right for lacing a rhyme
Might say I'm in prime, light laced in the lime
Bittersweet is the beat and together taste is divine
Lemonade in my shine, dimmer shade in the blind
Spots in my mirror, forward never rewind
Plot's vividly clearer, not saying that I'm
Knowing just what I'm doin', but got faith in my grind
So stop, haters, you're lying, if you say that you can get it how I get it
Swab test; you failed, can't spit it how I spit it