[Produced by Saba]

[Intro]

They call us scum, from the city slums and

They all think we idiot, like we

[Hook]

They call us scum, from the city slums and

They all think we idiot, like we really dumb

I pity them, the fool

Right to, free speech

Rifle, cheap drinks

Bible, we pray

[Verse 1]

Kill in Jesus name, kill people for a Jesus chain

For a fortune we'll change, can't afford to eat with change, real pain

Our tummy growlin', they money pilin', my mommy poutin'

Some of them doubtin', I don't

But it's funny how if it's money 'round then I loan

They closed the school that you went to

And told you that it's rent due, left potholes where you carpool

And caca on that carpet, Chi kids love startin' shit

I don't, there's no politics in my home

[Hook]

Cause they call us scum, from the city slums

And they all think we idiot, like we really dumb

I pity them, the fool

Right to, free speech

Rifle, Chief Keef

Bible, we pray

[Verse 2]

But kill in GD name, and get judge by our GPA

Shit if we don't like the same food, how they expect us to eat the same?

How learning different?

Burnin' bridges to earn a livin'

Raise your blood pressure, no tourniquet

But expect you can turn the cheek

Major turn of events when you turn eighteen

They kicked you out of your middle school, said your work was pitiful

Mama's loan didn't get approved

So you got a gun, lookin' just like them

Cause whether cap and gown or cappin' down ya called scum

[Hook]

Why they call us scum, from the city slums why

They all think we idiots, like we really dumb

I pity them, the fool

Right to, free speech

Rifle, cheap drinks

Bible, we pray

[Outro]

Feelin' regal in my old school regal

Listenin' to Segal with a couple of my amigos

They been speakin' about the evils of the Windy Coast

That's too many for me to mention, so hear a dose

Know a dab will do ya too much

Sab' will school ya not even gasin' him up

Each track hit harder than a Mack or a truck

You don't hear me though, my music too up, aquatic with the flow

Change seats, change cuts, this upholstery too much for a degenerate

Too much mixin' with the likes of [?]

Purple rain yo' broad

Take the game cause the player ain't do it

Schools closin', got the lady into it

King pin, light skin ain't men

Every time I hit the scene they say dark be the trend

Oblivious to the fact black have skin

You see people where I be seein' my twin

Too many losses got me focused on wins

Chuuch!