I see problems in the rap game
Too many artists wanna have fame, just monetary cash gain
It was fine until the trash came
So at any given point I try to blast flames at ordinary half-brains
You all should respect Mak's name, for what it's worth
I'm sonnin jerks, who end up not showin, like undershirts
Realize it doesn't work, just straight commercialism
Kids don't understand hip hop, should we blame the learnin system?
I blame the fake MC's brainwashin em, it's insane watchin em
I'm tired of these clowns, everything they say's false, get up
We gotta teach the kids, to dig in the crates
Since knowledge is power, and ignance is hate
If the radio's blarin when you walk in your door
There's no heat, what do they need to be sparkin it for?
You hear wack rappers makin more than the cost of the war
So we just don't see a dope sixteen bars anymore...