Текст песни
If a rapper looks like me
Then chances are that I don't wanna hear it
I got tattoos on my face
But I don't mumble lyrics
I hate to judge someone
I've never met by their appearance
But these rainbow hair
Dummies fuckin' incoherent
At least I cleaned my act
Up before I started rappin'
Half these artists are still addicts
Poppin' Xanax in they mansions
I ain't comfortable with glorifyin'
Pills that I needed
Or romanticizin' demons I already defeated
I can't rap about thе guns, drugs
Booty and gangs
I feel responsible for leadin'
Pеople into they graves
I understand I can't abuse none
Of the power I'm given
My influence could put a
Stupid kid into prison
Rappers preach about respect
They only care about they checkbook
Rappers just pretend 'bout givin'
Back and bein' helpful
They don't care when things they said
Affect the kid who gets killed
Your music left somebody dead
That's pretty disrespectful
What happened to hip-hop?
Everything switched up
Now it's "Shoot a gun, fuck a bitch
Pop pills"
It was Biggie and 2Pac, then Eminem
Snoop Dogg
Now it's lil' idiots and none of them real
What happened to hip-hop?
Everything switched up
The fans overdose and the rappers get killed
Look stupid on TikTok
Get Twitter and shit talk
All these little idiots and none of them real
Every rapper ever wants a chain
And to make mils
Claim they really ballin' in they
Videos with fake bills
Every fan on Instagram thinks
Everything they say's real
These rappers cappin', they get paid bills
They either sellin' you some liquor
Or they're sellin' you sex