Man I rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it I've become a freak of all the kids stare at Who walk around bumping RAW with the blaring "Fuck school" and dropping out like a miscarriage I'm And I'm ashamed I a part in this devilish game Making common sense perish But I taking the full blame Cause most of you chumps around here ain't never had strict parents All of your cells rotting from weed You feeling like if you ain't got it, not as complete You sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see With a past so dark that Satan'd out of his seat But still you out in these streets you hot as can be Without the knowledge to so you just follow the sheep Making sure your lame swag is all polished and While your rapper's like "Yeah, he got it from me" You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to When I say the word "fun", do you envision Probably drinking and smoking out your crew And chilling clueless women you trying to bang, bumping New Edition Is all you think life really is if so, then you're a fucking idiot I feel like grabbing your head and hitting it Matter of fact, you even deserve a brain, GIMME IT! Do you even have any Aside from bagging these and packing a bowl let me guess- No You're only in because your parents make you go And all you do is play beer pong and hang out with bros Yo, society's got you for a whack cause You're a fucking with no skills at all You don't read any or play ball You don't draw, you literally do at all Still you for the glamorous fruits You don't have cause you rappers that do And all they say is "I got and it's stacked to the roof" And now you think that gon' magically just happen to you How, Your lazy ass don't commit to You pick something up, try it out, and put it down two minutes Then you complain about your cause it ain't getting catered Now whoever tries to call you on bullshit's a hater You wanna succeed, you to try Or one day you'll get older and regret it all cause you provide Your friends are lowlifes, don't act Look, just cut the bad off of the tree, make the sacrifice Girls, stop like you want a guy with traits like Romeo that's a fucking lie You always about how every man's fake And you can't take it and you want real Shut up tramp, it a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets And head to the half-naked with your ass shaking a lowlife nigga who claim he cash making Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas One of them niggas got you and you can't raise it But you caused it, your actions a fat statement You Romeo, then act patient And stop like he in the club posted in the back waitin' It's the club, guys put on a new persona they get loaded with a few coronas They always shouting and wild out with that very few condone of they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em Then when they you, you cry and cry Talking 'bout, "Oh my god I can't a guy I've spent so years and I've tried and tried Why am I on Earth? I should die" You want Romeo, you're not cock-thirsty You're nasty and got herpes Sometimes the to find is to stop searching Try a new formula, your last one's not working The "real nigga"'s publicly used And I need to know what it means, I'm fucking confused Are you one for busting your tool With nothing to lose and to prove to homies up in your crew Is it you're selling drugs to get loot And brag how you done been shot and stabbed Like fun to be you But your life's a struggle, right, and you just through Nah, you hamster ass nigga, you just in a loop Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't Cause you in the streets like a neanderthal It's clear you can't stand the law, you're lost as an dog And all you're in is fighting, rapping, and basketball I can't even fuck you, cause if we out in public You get caught stealing some shit and get my ass in trouble, too You'll get old and be Living life in these streets, thugging and starting shit with anybody mugging Look at you, a real nigga, your life's cool Girls used to me down for guys who were like you 'Til you grab their and shove a spearhead right through they regret it because it wasn't the right move Your real nigga seems bogus A real nigga don't about being real as long as he knows it And his future seem hopeless A real nigga stays out of jail, shit, and he keeps focused So all you rappers whose is out in the wrong You inspire the issue I wrote in this song You go to pile on the young who roam around in the See this is what happens rap's overcrowded with bums Hope the hour is long when I'm rolling out with tongue The man above is my guide, you know the is strong All you menacing freaks are in it for cheese And the mass control limit was breached - fuck They 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 here to benefit me Yo, we to make a change while there's still time It is hard, and sometimes I struggle trying to mine I can guide you if you feel I just need you to be to journey into my ill mind.