Below the Radar

[TraceOneInfinite]

Below the radar,
Where suckaz can't see me,
Cause I'm what's real, ya feel me?
And if these suckaz knew how I really feel,
They wouldn't deal with me, and that's real G,
And I gots ta deal with the suckaz, cause very few people in this world are reality,
So its below the radar, under your general perception,
Is where I'm protected, from this white racists media's mental suggestions,
And subjugations, and jealouses and hatred's,
Where they define what it means to make it,
So I dwell below the radar and don't follow the devil towards helll,
But rather stay studying the rules to this game, developin myself,
If these devils knew the zone within which I dwell,
Then they'd try to make me sell out and dwell wit them in hell,
They cast a spell and play magic and tricknology,
But I overstand their psychology, so I shelter myself to leave naturally,
And not be exposed to their diseases, and influenced by their white Jesus,
Finding harmony in Allah's Universe is my purpose that works, bestbelieveit.