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