Man I hate rap, but if the fits, wear it become a freak of nature all the kids stare at Who walk bumping RAW with the shit blaring "Fuck school" and dropping out like a miscarriage I'm And I'm ashamed I played a part in this game Making your sense perish But I ain't taking the full Cause most of you chumps running here ain't never had strict parents All of your brain cells rotting weed You feeling if you ain't got it, life's not as complete You having sex with you see With a past so that Satan'd jump out of his seat But you out in these streets thinking you hot as can be Without the knowledge to lead so you just the sheep Making sure your lame is all polished and clean While your favorite like "Yeah, he got it from me" You been brainwashed by a life that you're used to livin' When I say the "fun", what do you envision Probably drinking and smoking out with your And chilling with 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 your head and hitting it Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain, IT! Do you even have any Aside from bagging these hoes and a bowl Well let me No only in school 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 adult with no at all You don't read any or play ball You draw, you literally do nothing at all Still you fiend for the fruits You don't have cause you idolize rappers do And all they say is "I got money and stacked to the roof" And now you think that it's gon' just happen to you How, lazy ass don't commit to labor You pick something up, try it out, and put it two minutes later Then you about your life cause it ain't getting catered Now whoever to call you on your bullshit's a hater You succeed, you have 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 fruit off of the tree, make the Girls, stop acting like you want a guy with traits like Bitch a fucking lie You always talk about how every fake And you can't it and you want something real up tramp, save it Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn And to the club half-naked with your ass shaking Pulling a lowlife nigga who he cash making Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas One of them got you pregnant and you can't raise it But you caused it, your actions made a fat You want Romeo, then act And stop fronting he in the club posted 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 habits that very few condone of Then look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em Then they leave 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 even on I should die" You want Romeo, not worthy You're nasty and probably got herpes Sometimes the secret to is to stop searching Try a new formula, cause your last not working The term "real nigga"'s publicly And I to know what it means, cause I'm fucking confused Are you one for always busting tool nothing to lose and something to prove to homies up in your crew Is it because you're selling drugs to get And brag about how you done been and stabbed it's fun to be you But your a struggle, right, and you just hustling through Nah, you hamster ass nigga, you just in a loop Man, why do black people be the only ones who can't evolve Cause you in the streets acting like a clear you can't stand the law, you're lost as an abandoned dog And all you're 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 You'll get old and be Living life in these streets, thugging and shit with anybody mean mugging Look at you, a real nigga, thinking your cool Girls used to turn me down for guys who were you 'Til you their heart and shove a spearhead right through Then they regret it because it wasn't the right real nigga talk seems bogus A real nigga don't brag about being as long as he knows it And his doesn't seem hopeless A real nigga stays out of jail, shit, and he keeps focused So all you rappers whose soul is out in the You inspire the issue I about in this song You go to pile on the young who around in the slums See this is what happens when rap's overcrowded with Hope the hour is long when I'm rolling out with your The man is my guide, you know the power is strong All you menacing freaks are only in it for And the mass limit was breached - fuck hip-hop only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see They purposely the innocent weak My existence on this planet's for you, I only here to benefit me Yo, we need to a change while there's still time It is hard, and sometimes I struggle trying to reveal I can you if you feel blind I just need you to be willing to into my ill mind.