Masterclass

[Intro] I don’t wanna be somebody putting you in class,
But when I write, I draft like it’s a masterclass.
I don’t speak fast—just craft when I pass.
Now watch a master in his craft…

[Verse One] Find a string of words!
Find a rhythm scheme that works—
Then, pause for dramatic effect.
(That’s called caesura.)

Now, plan the core concept…
Why didn’t you do that?
Why didn’t I do that?

Sorry, I’m still new; I started last year.
(Ughh…)

[Chorus] I don’t wanna be somebody putting you in class,
But when I write, I draft like it’s a masterclass.
Now—think I’m taking this moment, enjambed these lines so they’re crooked—
Tryna build a hook and
Meter like I meant it, parataxis like I did it—
And the truth is:
I’ll refrain from it.
I’ll refrain from it.

[Verse Two] Now—
Personify your metaphors.
They open doors you didn’t know were yours before.
Let the image form—
It might show up like… an anacoluthon—
no—
…I mean aposiopesis.
Never mind.

Sometimes, creative thoughts come to mind!
Still, you look outside; it’s daytime!
Better write it down-!
Keep it in mind-
Thoughts aren’t hypotaxis-
They lose their rhyme.

[Chorus] I don’t wanna be somebody putting you in class,
But when I write, I draft like it’s a masterclass.
Now—think I’m taking this moment, enjambed these lines so they’re crooked—
Tryna build a hook and
Meter like I meant it, parataxis like I did it—
And the truth is:
I’ll refrain from it.
I’ll refrain from it.

[Bridge] Take a breather!
Take a seat here.
This is where you take it slow, or fast if it’s emotion packed…
But like a river, it flows underneath here.
Let it unpack here, that’s all that matters.
Then get ready to transfer back in there.
Oh!

[Chorus] I don’t wanna be somebody putting you in class,
But when I write, I draft like it’s a masterclass.
Now—think I’m taking this moment, enjambed these lines so they’re crooked—
Tryna build a hook and
Meter like I meant it, parataxis like I did it—
And the truth is:
I’ll refrain from it.
I’ll refrain from it.
Oh-oh.
I don’t wanna be somebody putting you in class,
But when I write, I draft like it’s a masterclass.
Now—think I’m taking this moment, enjambed these lines so they’re crooked—
Tryna build a hook and
Meter like I meant it, parataxis like I did it—
And the truth is:
I’ll refrain from it.
I’ll refrain from it.
Oh-oh.

[Outro] Thank you for attending class…
That concludes your unscheduled masterclass.