Improbable Video (MV)

I didn't even know that it was gonna be coming, so go check
Not Me; drop me, stop me, rock me, knock me, Et cetra
Don't copy that, copy cat; I don't have a kitty, it's like I'm playing euchre
All these girls are pretty but I will not be a loser
I'm not concerned, even if that is the case
But if you're gonna take shots, you better aim at me face
And if you miss then I'll put you in your place
Cause life is a crazy race, and you cannot run at my pace
This is me on my battle rap, I've never battled cats
I just write from the heart, I make beats and then I start
Spitting like I'm livid, I'm living for the one that's spinning
All the stories I have told, all the silver and the gold
Delta sign, I've been changing, but I won't get a medal for it
Cause I do it for the light: Foreign Air, Better For It
But I'm still the same me, don't get yourself concerned
I'm just trying to forget so many things that I have learned
Cause repetition'll kill you, I've said it before
No, repetition'll kill you, I've said it before
But you didn't get the point, so I said it some more
No you did not get the point, so I had to say it some moreNevertheless, I'm still improbable
But here I am, so I guess it's possible
But I'll give you the fact that it's not quite plausible
Cause like he said, I'm improbable

No, nobody can keep up with me, I eat this beat with cutlery
Yeah everybody's judging me but I know someone's loving me
But who will I love? That's the question at hand
I don't care about engagement rings, just that wedding band
I'm lookin at all these girls like "I don't wanna waste your time"
So I'mma move it out west, but I still got that state of mind
From the Empire State; no I don't think there's a debate
I'm a coaster, but let's see what LA does to Narrowgate
So some of y'all still recovering from the last few bars
So then you go and bring it back, back too far
I'm just wanna make some beats that'll smack you hard
I don't wanna kill everybody like that Jack Ü star
That's a TBT, no one seeing me, so I'm kinda free
I know that it won't last so I'll enjoy it till it's leaving me
Privacy is the price you pay wanting to go along this way
Everyone got their things to say, but I don't really have a lane
I just make what I make, my music's never been fake
And now I'm back at the plate, I'll run a diamond some day
But you better remember that every single letter
Is just part of the header of a message that's breaking fetters
No if you ever doubted me and still don't believe it
After the song finishes go back and repeat it
But I still got some more time and I'll give you my piece of mine
To give you a piece of my mind with these improbable lines

I'm not the writer that you want but I guess that that's fine
Just like the fact that Brittany would swear that I'm out of my mind
All of my church friends? They don't know what I'm doing
And all of my school friends? They freak out when I'm groovin'
Cause they don't understand the creativity
They couldn't make it in the industry
But that's where I'mma be headed if y'all keep listening
This is that, stutter-step flow, and now I'm, ready-to-go
It's like there's C4 in me cause I'm ready to blow
With all of this homemade dynamite, no I'm just trying to shine a light
In a subtle way so that they will not be blinded by
The statements that I make when I'm asked why I create
God gives me the gifts and that's why I'm Narrowgate
That boy said fetch a new suit, but I would rather stay in my strong one
Cause If I go shopping I'm sure I would pick the wrong one
Song one? that was Moonlight, Maybe? it was too tight
Spaces sounded like I was in a bottle that had a cap that was screwed on a little too tight
On almost I copied that Back Home flow
I wrote antics when I was coming back home yo
With my MyShot fam, no I was back with the clan
But let's not forget Slavery, Head Games was okay to me
Then eighteen and sixty-three, now it was clear to see
That I was getting better, and here we are now
I dropped Not Me, then didn't hear a sound
But that's okay just listen to me now

You are listening to a kid who fell in love with that Columbus rap
Then all of them Js, young spitters, not shooters
I got a love for Atlanta, but I kinda hate the music
No I'm more west side, do or die, but I would still love a Big Apple pie
So I guess that I'm a coaster
No I don't wanna be a poster-boy for vultures
Cause let me tell you somethin: I love the culture
Nah, I'll say it again: I love the culture
Boom bap and trap, throw in some rappity-rap
I'm here to spit bars, not just mumble so relaxed
"But Stuart, you're white..." well I guess that that's fact
But I can't help but write, so I guess that that's that
So what is there to say?
I'll be improbable till my last day
I'm sure you get it, that's the name of the song
But let's talk about it, and let's see if I'm wrong

I'm sure that they'll complain that I'm too metaphorical
Cause my lines are allegorical, and my questions are rhetorical
But my words are grandiloquent, not magniloquent
They're not bombastic, so this is euphemistic rhetoric
You're a peon from Leon so use your simoleons wisely
I'd be keen on Casteel, cause they won't make you pay for Freon
Eon's are timely as seen on Second Peter, three nine, read on
Won't be long before we belong in the heavens where we'll sing on
Predilection or addiction or I need a prescription for my diction cause
I'm always talking with no intermission
Though my inner mission is to do well at fishin'
Might seem strange, but it works like nuclear fission
No you don't get to interject, I'm protected from the right and the left
I move deftly to avoid debt, please don't make excuses
You're living deadly and hollow
Don't follow the folly of the fallen tomorrow, hah
Yeah
Improbable