As long as I’m dancin Actin or rappin Walkin around like I don’t know what’s happenin You like me (x4) If I’m talkin bout drinkin And nothin bout thinkin As long as I’m high And I never ask why You like me (x4) But the second I start with the state of the economy Black leadership, Black gods and Black sovereignty That’s when you can’t seem to follow me, confusion You feel like you losin, I’m no longer amusin This song’s about choosin, choosin why you cruisin Either Black entertainment or the Black Revolution People love to see a young Black man rap Until he wakes up and realize he’s caught in the trap So as long as I’m dancin Actin or rappin Walkin around like I don’t know what’s happenin You like me (x4) If I’m talking bout drinkin And nothin bout thinkin As long as I’m high And I never ask why You like me (x4) But the minute I get in it bout the way these rappers spit it The minute I start spittin that truth here comes a critic I freestyle off the top like removin ya yankee fitted But they not really checkin for sk**s, they want the gimmick Many of the challenges we face, we could solve em But there’s no trust, no unity, and that’s the problem Black people fightin amongst themselves that’s the problem White people fightin amongst themselves that’s the problem US foreign policy is simply just bomb em Rebels against they own government, the US arms em Then when things get outta hand, yeah they try to calm em More money, more diplomacy, just charm em If that doesn’t work then they move to “Osama” Turn him into a terrorist, so they can disarm em Through the corporate media, we don’t stand a chance But too many people wanna us to just stand and dance So as long as I’m dancin Actin or rappin Walkin around like I don’t know what’s happenin You like me (x4) If I’m talking bout drinkin And nothin bout thinkin As long as I’m high And I never ask why You like me (x4) You like me, you like me, you like me You like me, you like me, you like me