- I can't get immersed in these lessons.
Can't find the will to learn in 2 hour sessions.
In the midst of a recession and I can't find a job...
Or is it that I'm lazy and I'd rather hit the bong?
My French teacher doesn't know what an epoch is.
A measurement of time for all you New Era kids.
With your overpriced hats.
Listening to rap with no quotable facts.
A generation fulla trends, we both know it won't last.
I'm in this for life. Hiphop is my light.
Little money, no contract.
To me it's alright.
Cause I do this for the masses.
For you to hear my language.
Although I don't expect everyone to understand this.
I wanna make love, create art, and be happy.
It's the best way I can put it, you couldn't understand me?
Wanna be successful, wanna make bank.
I just wanna bless the mic, smoke a blunt, and relax.

- Forever inspired by the world around me.
If you wanna take me out, you gotta kill my surroundings.
Loud in the studio but quiet in the streets.
The only words you heard are through my graffiti.
You never see me, never pay attention.
Never speak my name or give an honorable mention.
And I don't even know why I just wasted a sentence
on half the people I know. I hope you get the message.
Spread this, I can't stress it enough.
Or I'll spend the rest of my days a diamond in the rough.
If you don't like what I say, I could give a fuck.
I don't need to be paid, but got weed? Roll a blunt.
Don't front, stay true, be real.
Never lose your image to the devil of mass appeal.
I rap what I know about, hash and bowls.
A peaceful mothafucka, no clashin' swords.
And I'm askin' y'all to pass control.
No bullshit on my television, only basketball.
Makin' capital, breaking clavicles, smash theatricals.
All you weak emcees are too damn impractical.
Smooth, radical, perfectly grammatical.
Fuck around goofy, and I'll leave you on sabbatical.
Had to warn ya, cause we're not compatible.
Feasting off of me, fuck off cannibals.