[Verse 1]
Goddamn, goddamn, living up to my passion
Much was given, but much is tested in every fashion
Any given action showing my growth or my lack thereof
Tryna balance my goals with just having fun
Meanwhile, tryna channel these flows like an aqueduct
But having expensive clothes never added up
Or tallying the hoes you got the address of
Or rallying up phone numbers for habit
Tenth grade, half my school on drugs
You hear the sayings but never see its pervasiveness till you're there with the scrubs
Things like this from my generation got me losing hope now
Take a step off the property and all you see is smoke clouds
Living in a world where everything feels like a jest
The black kids rely on sess
Some whites been frying meth like soul food
It's baby steps, but no, we never messed with Ecole's rules
Nobody thinking logical and talking crude
Hate crimes in the locker rooms
They called it art and they saw it through
And we not impressed and we not amused
But we ain't crying cause we know it's true
Racism is still alive, spray paint and colored lines
Split us up just to weaken, putting two Negroes in each room
Black student, but I'm top of my class
They all surprised but they won't say it
I understand that I'm no one's favorite but I'm grandstanding
I'm gone display it
They can't stand it
I'm straight aces while still a part of your girl's playlist
Your color and my color, that's all a part of my mosaic
But let's get back to the topic
One day their friend pass them something
Next day they don't know how to stop it
Nowadays, my age don't know what's happening but dope
Rely on molly for ecstasy, lean on actavis to cope
Makes them feel like they're living, the spike in their system
People tripping to keep them driven
Kids dip to drop acid like guacamole
Got homies who'd walk the land coast-to-coast, run
Hike to cop the drug, and overdose them like the doctor does
[Chorus]
I swear this music in my genes like denim
Starting to see the water in the venom
The brand is getting hotter than Lucifer
Thanking God for sending him, yeah

[Verse 2]
Various listeners wishing us death, I've been spitting the best
Their missing talent got them living depressed
That's why they hate me but the ones supposed to love are using me to be the benefactor
That's been a factor in my decisions lately
Fog they exhale got my vision hazy
Got me feeling slow as a snail and thinking I'm lazy
But my soul is not for sale, that's the difference maybe
You say that I should go to jail or a prison maybe
Cause I move harsher than you and don't apologize
Murdering Logic beats like Pro Tools committed homicide
This ain't saving face, we're not disguised
Cause we know how to stay on pace with instrumental don't inform the wise
I recognize that my strategies won't have an effect
Unless I decide that data and reason is not as direct
Gotta embrace the people and get them to see my vision
Open their eyes, despise lies told with deadly precision
I finally made my way up out that mental state division
Like a precipitant in neutralization I've risen
I can tell you're basic, your behaviour is an indicator
I concentrate the hatred and move like Sator
I'm on a different time but you'll still hear my name
Until government grip the iron and I feel the aim
You're listening to a sharp minor like the key of Purple Rain
As long as I'm able-bodied, I won't ever need a cane
And so instead I stop, and do my best to refrain
But when I'm finished, the world we know will never be the same
Will I die? Will I live? Give the world everything I have to give?
This my mission on the page, now my wisdom, not my age
Understand that ima never be a product of my rage
While the man doing tricks to put me on minimum wage
Until the world pull a Bob Seger and flip the page
The only right option: dedicate my hand to the scripts
Holy white cross 11 never strip a man of his wits
[Chorus]
I swear this music in my genes like denim
Starting to see the water in the venom
The brand is getting hotter than Lucifer
Thanking God he sent him
I'm finally living out my dreams and then some
And we gone