Man I rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it I've 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 I played a part in this devilish game Making your sense perish But I ain't taking the full most of you chumps running around here ain't never had strict parents All of your brain cells rotting from You feeling like if you ain't got it, life's not as You having sex 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 lead so you just follow the sure your lame 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 used to livin' When I say the word "fun", what do you Probably drinking and smoking out with your And with clueless women you trying to bang, bumping New Edition Is that all you life really is Well if so, then a fucking idiot I honestly feel like grabbing your and hitting it of fact, you don't even deserve a brain, GIMME IT! Do you have any goals Aside from these hoes and packing 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 your bros Yo, got you living for a whack cause You're a fucking adult no skills at all You don't any books or play ball You don't draw, you literally do at all Still you fiend for the glamorous You don't have cause you idolize that do And all they say is "I got and it's stacked to the roof" And now you think that it's gon' just happen to you How, Your ass don't commit to labor You pick something up, try it out, and put it down two minutes Then you about your life cause it ain't getting catered Now whoever tries to call you on 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 Your friends are lowlifes, act surprised Look, cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice Girls, stop acting you want a guy with traits like Romeo Bitch that's a lie You always talk about how man's fake And you can't it and you want something real up tramp, save it Twice a week you put on your and damn bracelets And head to the club half-naked your ass shaking Pulling a lowlife nigga who claim he making Til you let him hit and find out he at the gas station One of niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it But you caused it, your made a fat statement You Romeo, then act patient And stop like he in the club posted in the back waitin' It's the club, where guys put on a new they get loaded with a few coronas They always shouting and wild out with habits 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 find a guy spent so many years and I've tried and tried Why am I even on I should die" You want Romeo, not worthy cock-thirsty You're nasty and probably got Sometimes the to find is to stop searching Try a new formula, cause your last one's not The term "real nigga"'s used And I to know what it means, cause I'm fucking confused Are you one for busting your tool With nothing to and something to prove to homies up in your crew Is it you're selling drugs to get loot And brag about how you done shot and stabbed Like fun to be you But your a struggle, right, and you just hustling through Nah, you ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who evolve you in the streets acting like a neanderthal It's clear you stand the law, you're 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 caught stealing some and get my ass in trouble, too get old and be nothing Living in these streets, thugging and starting shit with anybody mean mugging Look at you, a real nigga, your life's cool Girls to turn me down for guys who were like you 'Til you grab their heart and a spearhead right through they regret it because it wasn't the right move Your real nigga seems bogus A real nigga don't brag about being real as as he knows it And his future seem hopeless A real nigga out of jail, handles shit, and he keeps focused So all you rappers whose soul is out in the You inspire the issue I wrote about in song You go to pile on the who roam around in the slums See this is what happens when rap's overcrowded bums Hope the hour is long when I'm rolling out with your 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 - fuck hip-hop only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see They purposely making the weak My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to me Yo, we need to a change while there's still time It is hard, and sometimes I trying to reveal mine I can guide you if you blind I just you to be willing to journey into my ill mind.