[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins] Since Oakwood I've been moving this dope Trying to give you this truth So potent every line is quote Or a hit, I'm a fiend n***as scratching like I been in a dj booth I know that you ain't heard it like this From the southside expect it to be so uncouth or aloof Perception has made you believe that it's easier to cope with in a coop You don't want this smoke roll the words I wrote Puff puff til the joint go poof They shooting over there where the youngings playing games Duck duck better run those goose I know that you don't want no news A little too loose with yours better choose your sword Much wiser, I tell these n***as drink more water Be the only time I ever dumb it down when I tell these n***as think more harder A CPS scholar, pardon I think more charter Mama had to think more father, pops never really thought about it Cops only even seen one side, book us off profiles, n***a don't doubt it n***as already know mine, show time, spit a couple clothes lines Value village superfluous cosigned homie Seven nine king drive picture me rolling Southside where they shoot magazines I'm alive never picture me posing, nah I ain't never did GQ, and I ain't never claimed GD I'm just with my folks Know I got a ginger ale with my smoke Know I got a peg cuff with my loafs Do it for the Free even when I'm broke College Dropout, he drive slow Man we like the 18 tracks like an 8 ball I been spitting napalm, tell me do you feel it Tell me is it burning, tell me if you learning Tell me can you tell if that n***a is the realest n***a I'm a realist So many layers that it's really bout how many you're peeling back Give it to the people with appealing facts Make it so loud that you can still smell it from like 3 blocks down when they seal the pack Send it through the mail, you don't get it til like 3 years later And it still a smack [?] Some like how they brew and seal the jack How can you hate on that? Next best out the Chi and I told y'all I ain't leaving no room for no debate on that You can bet on that I'ma keep dropping bombs, I ain't really gotta flex for that He don't stretch for that, he don't even has the chest for that So if you wonder where to check for a n***a on the sh** Go to DJbooth.net for that