[Intro: BJ the Chicago Kid]
It's up to you (It's up to you)
Yeah
If fairy tales are true, yeah

[Verse: CHIKA]
Fairy tales are stories with lessons and allegories
That tell us about the world that could be
But I see no mention of bad shorties or n***as sippin' on forties
No heroes inside a book look like me
I don't ever mourn my childhood
Know my folks is happy that they child good
Imperative a narrative reflect what's up in my hood
Figured that the remedy is simple
Let's make a couple hits for all the kids that need a symbol
Let's remind 'em that they matter, the media can chatter
And peer into their lives to form statistics like we data
Spin a yarn 'bout candy ladies or 'bout waking up on Saturday
Mama blasting gospel, cleanin' house, gon' take 'bout half the day
Afterwards, we pass a J, think of all who passed away
Smoke blown out the window, that's a sin, though, know what Pastor say
In services 'til late noon, wafers paired with grape juice
Create a classic spittin' 'bout some shit we can relate to
'Cause ain't nobody talking bout a beanstalk, n***a
Lemme tell you when the threes drop, n***a
We get higher than the treetops, n***a
Pied Piper gone to jail because the streets talk, n***a
Role models only real until the beat stop, n***a
Karens love the coloreds if it's Deepak, n***a
But her walls so dry, call it sheetrock, n***a
This is heat rock, bigger than the world that I'm livin' in
If I gotta kill a beat, I'll make it deliberate
Fee-fi-fo-fum, we live, go dumb
Get a little streetwear, now you think you know some
Show and tell, dress up, little weird after you four-some
Fiendin' for oppression, I can really let you hold some
Better bet they show they ass, better bet I throw some'
Jumpin' through the hoop like an acrobat
Then a n***a jump into the booth after passin' that
My people the truth and so it's true, they be after that