[Chorus] Just a young Black boy, tryna make young Black noise Just a young Black boy, tryna make young Black noise Just a young Black boy, tryna make young Black noise Just a young Black boy... [Verse 1] Started rapping at 16 Born in 1993 Eyes wasn't set on green, knew it really wasn't what it seemed Others weren't that clever Mama said not to chase cheddar Papa said he knew I'd make it better For myself if I stopped and measured My future plans, a revolutionary in demand My pa**ions lie in [Gil Scott-Heron sample interrupts: "The revolution will not be televised."] [Chorus] [Verse 2] Started off with a dream Only I believed in me Until I finally found a small team who knew what we could really all achieve But we was low-key Thought no one could really know me Made the move to NYC, my home, heart of the country New York made me and gave me the connections and showed me how to go and get it, get credit, while asking important questions [Chorus]
[Verse 3] Started off new far east Tokyo inspired me Went to the source of the musical magic that ultimately planted new seeds They embraced me, even though I looked crazy Under senpai-kohai, and I knew why, but it ain't phase me 'Cause I know the Japanese hold gems we ain't seen yet Wanna help the ones that inspire me get they dreams met An underground bridge, tryna end the Japanese rap drought I left New York for a second, but everyday I stay thinkin' 'bout The young Black girls and boys making noise but ain't got no one listenin' to them Being kept at the bottom of a system by immoral capitalism Chained to bad ideals with no hope through education or a family life Burning in remnants of American slavery, bringing pain and plight... Tryna fix that Yeah, yeah, I'm tryna fix that A handyman doing all he can while they shootin', dyin' from the kickback Dyin' from the kickback... A handyman doing all he can while they shootin', dyin' from the kickback