[Intro]
Would you value (Yeah)
Having hope, if you'd never known despair
*Baby cackle*

[Verse]
Listen y'all, there's more ways to be involved
In the things that we love without delusion fault
Don't be hard-headed just so you can starve
Wasting time using rap as a default job
I've seen a whack-ass film that still cost at least five mil'
Actors on the press run pretending that it ain't trash
Just tell me that you did it for a bag
And to take an hour and a half
Of a human being's life, instead of elevate your craft
It's cool, I really understand
Especially whеn the credits roll, I look at all the staff
Thеy get to feed they fam, I become more of an empath
Like, "Yeah, it was garbage and I am disappointed
But I'm happy a PA can pay they rent with disemployment"
But let me get off the set, and set the stage for the subject
In a way more digestible to average appetite
Stop cheaping in the quality of art, that'd be nice!
Two souls can't be owned and will never have a price
It's so relatable when Damon Williams was slapping whites
In his imagination, from anger that he had inside
And technically, he liked to treat Kamala as a prize
But the first negro Vice President was Slappy White
Blessed with a sense of humor to handle tragic times
What's red all over, but still black and white?
Now, the newspaper bloodshed for civil rights
To make a crappy lie fly, you might catch a flight
But those without that benefit might have to make the sacrifice
To get what they really want
A piece of the Aggro Crag, that's if you've got the guts
Cause life ain't always fair when you're just on the come up
With hope and despair connected like a pair of nunchucks