[Chorus]
Yo I'm the dopest vocals y'all don't know about
So I'ma transform 'fore I roll out
I'm hoping folks'll notice what this flow's about
So I'ma transform 'fore I roll out
Yo I'm the dopest vocals y'all don't know about
So I'ma transform 'fore I roll out
So I'ma transform 'fore I roll out
Yo I'ma transform 'fore I roll out

[Verse 1]
I'm hiding behind a facade, nice but I'm frightfully odd
Quite the delightfullest type bright kid, my life's in a fog
Even if I had a hypeman right here to hype up a song
Y'all wouldn't bite because my hits' vibrance is silence and Sauce
Not many know cuz I don't throw vocals in Happy Meals
Opening your bag of fast food up to some rapping skills
But I don't give a crap bout half a mil, snagging a deal
Passionate feelings, fact is it fills Matthew, that is real
If mass appeal is the goal, then I'm hopeless
I know I'll never blow up round the globe as a vocalist
In showbiz, no shit, no buzzing like locusts
Ain't no motion rolling down the open road to show gigs

[Verse 2]
Writing I might be more than meets the eye, like I morphed in speech and rhyme
Seething like I mean it, I'm a beast or machine and wired
Scheming tryna creep like I'm a cretin, I can speak my mind
Shrieking live and lethal but I'm meek, I live a secret life
Cue the laughter after I tell cats that I'm a rapper
Matthew is in fact the coolest rap track crafter
Who You ever knew, fashioned as ragtag or that dapper
Half-assing is wack, I have at it it's fractured
I'm manic, mechanical, frantic, campy, and randomly dope
Rancid are stanzas i chant, my mandible stands with my throat
Candid on camera, panoramic's the bandwidth I wrote
Damaged and wary, but there's imperative flare when I spoke
I'll grab my abacus, you're fractions of Matt when I spit
Rapidly rapping these mathematical magical hits
Stacked to the brim with satirist quips, I'm a pathogen, sick
Half of you halfwits haven't imagined what Matt-isms is