Man I rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it I've become a freak of nature all the kids at Who walk around bumping RAW with the blaring Saying "Fuck school" and dropping out like a I'm And I'm I played a part in this devilish game Making your sense perish But I ain't taking the blame Cause most of you chumps running around here ain't never had strict All of your cells rotting from 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 dark that Satan'd jump out of his But still you out in streets thinking you hot as can be Without the knowledge to lead so you follow the sheep Making sure your swag is all polished and clean While favorite rapper's like "Yeah, he got it from me" You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to I say the word "fun", what do you envision Probably drinking and smoking out with crew And chilling clueless women you trying to bang, bumping New Edition Is that all you life really is Well if so, then you're a fucking I honestly feel like grabbing your and hitting it Matter of fact, you don't deserve a brain, GIMME IT! Do you even any goals from bagging these hoes and packing a bowl Well let me No You're only in school your parents make you go And all you do is play beer pong and hang out with your Yo, got you living for a whack cause a fucking adult with no skills at all You don't read any books or ball You draw, you literally do nothing at all you fiend for the glamorous fruits You have cause you idolize rappers that do And all they say is "I got money and it's to the roof" And now you think it's gon' magically just happen to you How, lazy ass don't commit to labor You pick something up, try it out, and put it down two minutes Then you complain your life cause it ain't getting catered Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a You succeed, you have to try Or one day get older and regret it all cause you can't provide Your are lowlifes, don't act surprised Look, just cut the bad off of the tree, make the sacrifice Girls, stop acting like you want a guy with traits like that's a fucking lie You talk about how every man's fake And you can't take it and you want something Shut up tramp, it Twice a week you put on makeup and damn bracelets And head to the club half-naked with ass shaking a lowlife nigga who claim he cash making Til you let him hit and out he work at the gas station One of them got you pregnant and you can't raise it But you it, your actions made a fat statement You Romeo, then act patient And stop like he in the club posted in the back waitin' the club, where guys put on a new persona After they get loaded a few coronas They always and wild out with habits that very few condone of Then look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em Then when leave you, you cry and cry Talking 'bout, "Oh my god I can't a guy I've so many years and I've tried and tried Why am I on Earth? I should die" You want Romeo, not worthy cock-thirsty You're nasty and got herpes Sometimes the secret to find is to stop Try a new formula, cause your one's not working The term "real nigga"'s used And I need to know what it means, I'm fucking confused Are you one for always busting your With nothing to lose and something to prove to up in your crew Is it you're selling drugs to get loot And brag how you done been shot and stabbed it's fun to be you But your life's a struggle, right, and you just through Nah, you hamster ass nigga, you just stuck in a Man, why do black gotta be the only ones who can't evolve Cause you in the streets acting like a It's clear you can't stand the law, lost as an abandoned dog And all you're interested in is fighting, rapping, and I can't even fuck with you, if we out in public You gon' get stealing 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, your life's cool Girls used to turn me for guys who were like you 'Til you their heart and shove a spearhead right through Then they regret it because it wasn't the right Your real talk seems bogus A real nigga don't brag about being real as as he knows it And his future doesn't hopeless A nigga stays out of jail, handles shit, and he keeps focused So all you rappers whose soul is out in the You inspire the I wrote about in this song You go to pile on the young who roam in the slums See this is what happens rap's overcrowded with bums Hope the hour is long I'm rolling out with your tongue The man is my guide, you know the power is strong All you freaks are only in it for cheese And the mass control limit was - fuck hip-hop only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see They making the innocent weak My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only to benefit me Yo, we need to make a change while there's still It is hard, and sometimes I struggle trying to reveal I can guide you if you blind I just you to be willing to journey into my ill mind.