Know it’s my job
To speak about it be about it
If the shit that I be seeing isn’t right god
I know the minute you get into equality and [?] conversation
They might come and turn your mic off
But they don’t get that cutting power doesn't kid
And we do parties in the city
With the motherfucking lights off
Cause you don’t know that you could never ever, never ever
Never ever ever turn my shine off
Wanna be Bill Gates, huh
Don’t think you know what’s at stake
Don’t think you get what it means when a person is billions and billions of cake
It’s off of your plate
You want the car and the jacket, the St. Laurent on the rack
And realize all of this fake
Selling the poor on the shit of the richest
How rich keep the poor in the poorest of states
Fuck that I reject that
Hold the middle finger up another meter
Telegram it to my people from the speaker
Knew if I could find my vision I’m a leader
Yas

Only white boy at the neighborhood gathering
Never any question whether black live matter then
But that’s inside the hood Rafa don’t forget
Shit is different out here– you’ll be so upset
Cops are killing your partners you nervous yet?
Partners killing your partners you hurting yet?
Might not get popular if you interject
I'ma say what I gotta say though, no regrets