[Verse 1]
I swear, I'mma make it out of this room
How does a bed or a ceiling start to feel like a tomb
All I get from music now is a tick and a boom
And a jacka** with shades saying what should improve
The term "hot" getting cold, and what's old feels new
Still pissed Tigger left BET, ain't you?
Why they stop Comic View? Why they stop Uncut?
In sixth grade, I cut the TV down but I stayed up
And watch the kind of girls I though was the keepers, the Keishas
Bikini tight enough to fit a key in, unlocked
Since then I've grown, I've stopped
I've learned that we ought to invest in more than a tube top
I met a 90's kid that never heard of 2Pac
It's kind of random but it's stuck in my mind
I bet he think radio really play good music
And got a couple blog rappers up in his top five, it's crazy
They gon' have to mention rap in black history
Without Youtube, my glory days be a mystery
Head to LA and went to Fat Beats instantly
Like "Why is this closing down? It doesn't make sense to me."
That was last year, after Fairfax
Left with a lot of love, Diamond sweaters and Huf hats
Came back did a show, show me where the lust at
I said put yo hands up, I ain't tell you to touch that
[Hook x2]
(n***as don't understand me)
(Dropped the mixtape, that sh** sounded like an album)
(n***as don't understand me)
(There he go again, talking that sh**)
[Verse 2]
Lord knows if I'm in for these award shows
It ain't illuminati, it's insecurity making those
Brothers get crazy, sisters have babies
And never have one cause she need money for Mercedes
Damn I keep it real when it pays to be faker
In the label office when radio never played a
Song I created or a verse I wrote
He see his daughter stand in the mirror, rehearse my quotes
Find a seven digit number reimburse my flow
Money ain't the world to me but it got perks I know
I ride low, tinted cause this world is the sickest
But the medicine's expensive, I'm just playing my position to the max
Sip this and relax
Why argue the opinion, we already know the facts
When dudes start rapping, they say everybody wack
It's the same as cops thinking every criminal is black
My prediction is that I'mma put a dent inside the map
Come to my city, it's still segregated, white and black
I'm fighting these hunger pains, but I'm still fighting that
It's called standing for something, you should do more than react
I'm just saying...
[Hook x2]