[Verse 1]

Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it

I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at

Who walk around bumpin' Raw with the shit blarin'

Saying "Fuck school!" and droppin' out like a miscarriage

I'm embarrassed and I'm ashamed

I played a part in this devilish game

Makin' your common sense perish

But I ain't takin' the full blame

'Cause most of you chumps runnin' around here ain't never had strict parents

All of your brain cells rottin' from weed

You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete

You havin' sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see

With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat

But still you out in these streets, thinkin' 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 by a fake life that you're used to livin'

When I say the word "fun," what do you envision?

Prolly drinkin' and smokin' out with your crew and chillin'

With clueless women you tryin' to bang, bumpin' New Edition

Is that all you think life really is?

Well, if so, then you're a fuckin' idiot

I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it

Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain — give me it!

Do you even have any goals

Aside from baggin' these hoes and packin' a bowl?

Well, let me guess — no

You're only in school because your parents make you go

When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with the bros

Yo, society's got you livin' for a wack cause

You're a fuckin' adult with no skills at all

You don't read any books or play ball

You don't draw — you literally do nothing at all!

Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits

You don't have, 'cause you idolize rappers that do

And all they say is, "I got money and it's stacked to the roof"

And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you?

How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor

You pick somethin' up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later

Then you complain about your life 'cause it ain't gettin' catered

Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater?

You wanna succeed, you have to try; or one day you'll get older

And regret it all 'cause you can't provide

Your friends are lowlives, don't act surprised

Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice

[Verse 2]

Girls, stop actin' like you want a guy

With traits like Romeo — bitch, that's a fuckin' lie!

You always talk about how every man's fake and you can't take it

And you want somethin' real — shut up, tramp, save it!

Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets

And head to the club half-naked with your ass shakin'

Pullin' a lowlife nigga who claim he cash-makin'

'Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station

One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it

But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement

You want Romeo, then act patient

And stop frontin' like he in the club posted in the back waitin'

It's the club, where guys put on a new persona

After they get loaded with a few Corona's

They always shoutin' and wild out

With habits that very few condone of

Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em

Then when they leave you, you cry and cry

Talkin' about, "Oh my God, I can't find a 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 cock-thirsty, you're nasty and probably got herpes

Sometimes the secret to findin' is to stop searchin'

Try a new formula, 'cause your last one's not workin'

[Verse 3]

The term "real nigga" is publicly used

And I need to know what it means, 'cause I'm fuckin' confused

Are you one for always bustin' your tool

With nothin' to lose and somethin' to prove

To homies up in your crew?

Is it because you're sellin' drugs to get loot

And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed

Like it's fun to be you?

But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustlin' through?

Nah, you hamster-ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop

Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve?

'Cause you in the streets actin' like a neanderthal

It's clear you can't stand the law

You're lost as an abandoned dog

And all you're interested in is fightin', rappin' and basketball

I can't even fuck with you

'Cause if we out in public, you gon' get caught stealin' some shit, and get my ass in trouble, too

You'll get old and be nothin'

Livin' life in these streets, thuggin'

And starting shit with anybody mean-muggin'

Look at you, a real nigga, thinkin' your life's cool

Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you

'Til you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through

Then they regret it because it wasn't the right move

Your "real nigga" talk seems bogus

A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it

And his future doesn't seem hopeless

A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit and he keeps focused

[Verse 4]

To all you rappers whose soul is out in the wrong

You inspired the issue I wrote about in this song

You go to prowl on the young who roam around in the slums

See, this is what happens when rap's overcrowded with bums

Hope the hour is long when I'm rollin' out with your tongue

The man above is my guide, you know the power is strong

All you menacin' freaks are only in it for cheese

And the mass-control limit was breached — fuck hip-hop!

They only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see

They purposely makin' the innocent weak

My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me

Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time

It is hard, and sometimes I struggle tryin' to reveal mine

I can guide you if you feel blind

I just need you to be willin' to journey into my ill mind