1] Man I hate rap, but if the fits, wear it become a freak of nature all the kids stare at Who walk around bumping RAW with the blaring Saying "Fuck school" and dropping out like a I'm And I'm ashamed I played a part in this devilish Making common sense perish But I taking the full blame Cause of you chumps running around here ain't never had strict parents All of your brain cells rotting weed You like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete You sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see With a past so that Satan'd jump out of his seat But still you out in these streets you hot as can be Without the knowledge to lead so you just follow the Making sure your lame swag is all polished and your favorite rapper's like "Yeah, he got it from me" You been brainwashed by a fake life you're used to livin' When I say the word "fun", what do you drinking and smoking out with your crew And chilling with clueless you trying to bang, bumping New Edition Is that all you think life is Well if so, then you're a fucking I honestly feel grabbing your head and hitting it Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain; IT! Do you even any goals Aside from these hoes and packing a bowl let me guess- No You're in school because your parents make you go When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with bros Yo, society's got you for a whack cause a fucking adult with no skills at all You don't read any books or ball You don't draw, you literally do at all you fiend for the glamorous fruits You don't have you idolize rappers that do And all they say is "I got money and it's to the roof" And now you think that it's gon' just happen to you How? Your lazy ass don't to labor You pick up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later Then you complain about your life cause it ain't getting Now whoever tries to call you on bullshit's a hater You wanna succeed, you to try Or one day you'll get and regret it all cause you can't provide friends are lowlifes, don't act surprised Look, just cut the bad off of the tree, make the sacrifice
2] Girls, stop acting like you want a guy with traits like Bitch a fucking lie You always talk about how man's fake And you can't take it and you want real Shut up tramp, it Twice a week you put on makeup and damn bracelets And head to the half-naked with your ass shaking Pulling a lowlife nigga who claim he making Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas One of niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it But you caused it, your made a fat statement You want Romeo, act patient And stop fronting like he in the club in the back waitin' It's the club, where put on a new persona After get loaded with a few coronas They always shouting and wild out with habits very few condone of Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to 'em when they leave you, you cry and cry Talking 'bout, "Oh my god I can't a guy I've spent so many years and tried and tried Why am I on Earth? I should die" You Romeo, you're not worthy cock-thirsty You're nasty and got herpes Sometimes the secret to finding is to searching Try a new formula, cause your last one's not
3] The term "real nigga"'s publicly And I to know what it means, cause I'm fucking confused Are you one for busting your tool With nothing to lose and something to prove to homies up in your Is it because you're selling to get loot And about how you done been shot and stabbed Like fun to be you But your life's a struggle, right, and you hustling through Nah, you ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who evolve Cause you in the streets acting a neanderthal It's clear you stand the law, you're lost as an abandoned dog And all interested in is fighting, rapping, and basketball I can't even fuck with you, if we out in public You gon' get caught some shit and get my ass in trouble, too get old and be nothing Living life in these streets, thugging and starting with anybody mean mugging Look at you, a real nigga, thinking your cool Girls to turn me down for guys who were like you you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through Then they regret it because it the right move Your real nigga talk seems A nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it And his future doesn't seem A real nigga stays out of jail, shit, and he keeps focused
4] So all you rappers soul is out in the wrong You the issue I wrote about in this song You go to pile on the young who around in the slums See this is what when rap's overcrowded with bums Hope the hour is when I'm rolling out with your tongue The man above is my guide, you the power is strong All you menacing freaks are only in it for And the mass control limit was breached - fuck They in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see They purposely the innocent weak My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't here to benefit me Yo, we need to make a change while there's still It is hard, and I struggle trying to reveal mine I can guide you if you feel I just need you to be willing to journey my ill mind