So u ppl Know ive became Krazy kid of all nature
Who walks around bumping people with this Krazy sh**
People Saying " f** school & f** Fake Friends & More Fame " and All of these niqqas brain cells rotting from weed
They feeling like if they ain't got it, life's not as complete
You having s** with every-motherf**in'-body you meet
With a past so dark that Satan' jump out of his seat
But still you out in the streets thinking you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead so you just follow the sheep
Makin sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like "Yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed
When I say the word "fun", what do you thing ?
Probably drinking and smoking out with your crew
And chilling with clueless girls you trying to bang
Is that what you think life is really about Well if so, then you're a f**ing Retard
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain; GIMME IT!
Do you even have any goals
Aside from bagging these hoes and packing bowl
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is Smoke weed and hang with your bros
Yo, society's got you living for a whack cause
You're becoming a f**ing Adult with no sk**s at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw, you literally do nothing at all
And all they say is "I got money and it's stacked to the roof"
How? Your lazy a** don't commit to labor
You pick something up , try it out , and put it down two minutes later
Then Some people complain about there life cause it ain't getting better
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullsh**' is a hater
You wanna succeed, but you have to try
Or one day you'll get older and regret it all cause you can't provide
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
& to the Girls, stop acting like you want a guy with Flaws like Romeo
b**h that's a f**ing lie
You always talk about how every guy's fake
And you can't take it and you want something real
STFU, save it, you pick a lowlife n***a who claim he cash making
Til you let him hit and find out he works at the Car wash making
But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo, then act patient these niqqas they lookin for beautiful brainless b**hes like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talking 'bout, "Oh my god I can't find a Good guy
I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried
Why am I even on Earth? I should die"
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're D-thirsty
You're nasty and probably got herpes
Try a new formula, cause your last one's not working
The term "real n***a"'s publicly used
And I need to know what it means, cause I'm f**ing confused
Im a Good guy & no one pays attention to me
Are they one 4 always busting there tool
With nothing to lose and something to prove to homies up in there crew
And brag about how they have done been shot and stabbed
Like it's fun to be you
But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustling
Nah you're lost as an abandoned dog
And all you're interested in is fighting, & the fame
I can't even chill and have a good time with these n***as because yall n***as most likely to be pulled into the trouble you cause. &
Living life in these streets, thugging and startin sh** with anybody mean mugging
Look at you, a real n***a, thinkin your life's cool
Girls turn me down for guys like you
A real n***a don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem hopeless
A real n***a stays out of jail, handles sh**, and keeps focused
So all you n***as who soul is out in the wrong
You inspire the issue I wrote about in this remix
Hope the hours is long when I'm rolling out with your tongue
The man above is my guide, you know the power is strong
All you meaning freaks are only in it for Fame
And the ma** control limit was breached - f** it
& life is f**ing hard, and sometimes I struggle trying to reveal mine
I can guide you if you feel blind
I just need you to be willing to journey into my Krazy ill mind
Itz ikrazy jeezy checking out