[Intro: MK Asante]

To all my young bucks. Kill distractions, create energy, fear nothing, and attack everything. Yahmean

[Verse One: MK Asante]

MK, city of the Fresh Prince

Where they carrry them Wessons & will Smith

Real shit, got deal wit, trife

Dead bodies under street lights

Half Past Midnight can’t get right

Cause we got vision, but we lost sight

Like I had a best friend but he lost life

Senseless cause nghz was centless

Self destruction looking seductive

Half the parts but no instructions

So they looking the part but lack substance

While my raps tap hearts like favorite cousins

And Buzzfeed even said my buzz is buzzin

Did what the pundits said I wasn’t

Reputiated the repugnant, like Douglass

And I write for young bucks in the ghetto

Illustratin life on a higher level

Show em how not to settle through the treble

Problem with authority always been a rebel

Rose from concrete always been a petal

Fuck fear & doubt always been the devil

Back when my own squad was like whateva

Never doubted endeavas to betta my chedda

Regardless of wherever wheneva whoeva

Young boy, holy cow, tougher than leather

‘Summertime livin easy’ sang Ella

Hotel Fitzgerald ngh the views is stellar

Reading Fitzegerald my ngh and knowin I’m better

Than the veterans—MK—Letterman

Dopeamine like instant messagin

I’m loosin em, let me talk about sex again

How my dick long, stamina Mexican

But that New Jim Crow got my next of kin

Oscar, Trayvon, they tryna next the kid

Black, fly, handsome, intelligent

Estrogren pressed to get next to him

But I'm focused like I be snorting Dexedrine

Plus nuts, I ain’t take my medicine

Q & A – fuck I ain’t better than?

("What's your name?")

("FUCK YOU, that's my name!!")

[Verse Two: King Mez]

This feet up at the new crib music

Lotta niggas that I know never made it out

So I salute to those who did do it

Coulda starved to death ya shirt see rib through it

Lotta people lack heart won't live through it

Get the unction to fight better give to it

Bring life to the world when i write

Ya'll niggas black and white I'm Roy G Biv through it

Fought a lot, it was on if you played me

Smart but artistic school system couldn't grade me

On me, you ain't wanna see me in the ones boy

Set of good clippers couldn't even fade me

Rap niggas dont unpack ya suitcase

I really doubt the game gone let you stay

On IG, spending your advance

Got a loan tryna cover how you balled like a toupee

See you with the chains, but not affording none

Niggas kill for the jewels like its sorta fun

And they got K's And they got K's And they got K's

Not the kind that come with 401's

Love for the gun, no short of thugs, more'll come

Cause we teach war to them, it ain't what it was

Do it effect the brain well I'm sure it does

Do it effect the life, ask coroners

Highschool when the cops brought the k-9's through

One of my best friends had the bag of hash

Wanted to make bread so he had to dash

Bathroom break, met up with who had the cash real quick

Even though the grass was ass

So much the dogs couldn't smell it walking past the stash

Told them niggas look, meet us after class

Or we can do it right now I don't have to pass

See how, we do when the rappers flash

All these niggas act, don't nobody have to cast

And we live the life even if the casket crash

For the bread niggas, Even if we have to blast

Word, even if we have to blast

Grew up to get loot up

Lil niggas shoot up

Nobody blink, don't nobody bat the lash

Really tho?

I just have to ask, Do y'all see this?

[Outro: MK Asante] Be patient and tough. Some day this pain will be useful to you