[Verse 1]

Yeah

Welcome to that culture where we speakin’ loud

They cryin’ out while all we do is quiet down

Crying over material, whining over appearance though

Got these kids dying over things that we’re ungrateful for

But these problems ain’t gon’ solve ‘em by they self

Getting that gold fill or two chains and the only two slaves dying for that Louis belt

Boy, y’all dyin’ for J’s, they dyin’ from AIDS

Look for the Prince of Peace solution, it’s found in the name

Jesus

[Verse 2]

It’s that real talk, that real walk, these real lives and them guns cocked

They fear life when girls pop, y’all feel right but I hope not

See here, you’re hypnotized by money and materialism, but you ain’t know when you got it

These all take your organs out, but you it draws in, teach you what they know about sick

Oh you feel it? Are you not convinced yet? Imagine yourself as the next kid

Not good, huh? You think the only bad place is the hood, huh?

Nah, big scars that we get from them taxes, big church only give when they ask ‘em

Still searching, tell me where the passion? I ain’t talkin’ words boy, I’m talking ‘bout action

King Kulture