Hi

It's like rats and roaches running all over my hood in the daytime
But I still don't see none of that in their
Raps, their rhymes, or their headlines
No tolerance for cancerous talking heads on TV get the most face time
So, whatever
It's whatever
But you just wanna go to the mall and shop, don't you?
Tsk tsk
And you just wanna ignore it all, don't you?
Check my whole aura winking at you
International youths gang, we liberal
But I'ma do me, is all I can do
But I'ma do me, is all I can do
Since 1989, yeah, I been getting mine
Mom right, took flight, got it in the bag tight
Bragging like you heard right, yep, it's my birthright
I'm that wind, water, air, earth type
I'm a nomadic cunt, and the chief of my sons
Wherever I lay my snapback, then it's done
And I do it for my people, and I do it for fun
Then I do it for that money, cause it's me and my mom
I'm feeling like such a new being
Check this skin, I'm so Nubian
I'ma be me, who are you being?
I'ma be me, who are you being?