[Intro]
Ahem
This is a public service announcement
Michael's got a new mixtape on the way
If you ain't know, I heard it's pretty hot
Check
[Verse 1]
Why is everybody scared to be creators like Ty?
Failure's worth it if you try, but I'll do just fine in my eyes
Do whatever with your life, I'm just happy I'm alive
And if it k**s my I'ma do this ‘til I die
Rappers say they're the realest but do girls with fake tits
Honestly fake is something they a**ociate with
And making false claims it can get dangerous
That's why it's safe to say I've been sinning way too much lately
As a young man and a Christian I'm afraid of hell
But even more afraid of the neglect from having damaged petals
So I keep to myself, act like all is well, that I'm exactly like Pharrell
That I'm a budding young artist that's not gone beyond repair
They like “Mike, why every song gotta have meaning?
I just want to hear you screaming with some sirens from police
Just yelling ‘Blah, blah, blah, blah, b**h I call the shots shots'
Getting money, f**ing b**hes, you should make that sh**” or nah, nah
Oh that sh**'d be cold? Well I'm the f**ing cough drop
We do things without giving thought ‘bout what it cost us
No bob, rockstar, mullet over hot sauce
f** views, as an artist man I'm sitting on a hot box
Drop top, air it out
What the population care about?
Is it good weed, big carat diamonds
Celebrities and where to find ‘em?
From Cali to the Carolinas
I find few people who are very mindful
And that's gotta change cause we generate
Generations that are filled with violence
[Verse 2]
And no manners, no respect
Parents filled with negligence
And people keep having these f**ing kids
Knowing they ain't ready yet
And so they can't provide what's best for them
And still don't put no effort in
So in the end the kids are settling
For a dimmer future no better than
The ones who did their parenting
It's not fair to them
Swear we got to bring some change around
J-Just like that boy Barry did
Cut down on our carelessness
Put ourselves second and care for kids
But don't shelter ‘em no Terrapin, go Maryland
Monroe singing to our president
Rest in peace John Kennedy, that man had a vision
It's always the people who love life that lose the privilege
While the greediness and material keeps making k**ings
And the ones with bigger platforms just leave our mental dented
But our petals won't stay bent if we make good use of time
Speak whatever's on your mind, show it on the outside
Do whatever with your life, I'm just happy I'm alive
And if it k**s me I'ma do this till I die
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