[Verse 1: Akin] React. In fact, we soar on a higher plane Me black, me rap, me craft to go against fame They hear, they fear, they're preying on some dumb lame The sheep, they sleep, they keep on igniting flames We are human. But are we really? Cause Them kids want the s**, d**, rock n' roll, VICE buzz I'm among that voice for sale (yeah) Revolution byproduct—exploit the feel (go) Speak your mind, boy—keep it real And that's me in a gang of stars who chase ma** appeal (uh huh) Def Jam, Interscope validate my sk** (yeah) B-boy white boys validate my will (what?) Gimme 10 mics, please—it better be a meal ticket Out of misery, yet, I write, dog, still (yeah) We only great by default. So what does that mean? To bring about change, I came—a beauty extreme Quote from Dave Chappelle. Farewell in lost episode Dreaming in Africa. In March, lock and reload The green dot and, oh, shout to Femi (oh) It's free nights and weekends that's spent with the Henny—no More of that though. I'm out for the cash flow Slay hypocrites—white elites are straight a**holes (uh huh) [Bridge: Akin] Stare in the sun, then eventually blind Grind in the night—in event, we shine Light in the sky with your name—it reads: It's "Pretty Dark Things." Baby, get acquainted, begin [Verse 2: Cise Star] He panics at the disco. 20/20 with Cisco Yelled at the sheriff and cut a fool at the bistro It's minimal—Ikea. Nice music of the cosmos Miami life prices—went clubbing with Donnie Darko Automaton Apollo, a fashionista Gestapo Vice mag reader who thinks he's cool apostle Radiant like aliens—a funky h*mosapien Used to rock a trucker hat with belt buckle—dangerous f** that rap sh**. Black people are cla**ic Uber white boys disdain the name cracker But want to use n***a as if fashion allows it You better stay quiet or the riot about to happen—blow Radiant cool boy, hipster, and a scenester Nothing ever sacred, so say something and mean it Everything can be reduced to clever little stickers But you better watch yourself if you slip and call me n***a This is, this is my testament to Those that make light of real pain and issue Radiant cool boy. Nothing ever sacred Stand for nothing but criticize everything (Stop!)