Could we just get three minutes of time, give or take a second or two? See, when they ask you the culture, tell them I know it well This what you get when you mix Tony Hawk with Ice Cube, NWA, and the Bones Let me talk to
[Verse 1: Catch me copping nag Champa north of Santee or Twenty minutes east of South Central, that's Covi families imposter, black rocking white Rasta Jimi Hendrix, Courtland Urbano mocking all preconceived The fight great, the heritage makes a man stand with his spine straight The ground that grew Kendrick, Kiedis, Incubus Music that speaks to the Jim Morris in of us Shared the same nutrients, except mine got laced divine DNA, [?] The child of a fighter, trialed like graffiti writers Wild like the Freedom We are all daywalkers, hybrids, bilingual, Flowing in the King's tongue, Elohim and one Rosetta with a mic and some Chucks on All to all men, so all men say "Amen!"
When you're the product of a and mama's prayers answered You even think twice You be "Let's go!" When they ask you the culture, say "I know it well"
[Verse 2: Hey look, my homies told me when I was playing my Nintendo To away from windows, cause bullets, they tend to hit those My told when I got the PSone To skip the BS and lead us or be as As every brother throwing up colors in my community I better, but couldn't do better but then I grew to be The same reading Wayne Grudem even though I grew up Listening to Snoop and Ice Cube, be Had the musac we that to bruise cat's egos you might find me under the steeple Preaching to the people or me a sequel To mixtapes, get shin at skate parks I'm everything in one; I'm a product of art I'm a product of Descartes, Tim Keller, and Iconoclast the glass that they put above me The reason that they hate me, the reason they love me