People say I’m not allowed to rap cuz I aint black/Now how the fuck should I listen to that/Weird0 is staying no matter what you’re saying/To say I aint good, but I guess I’m kinda okay/ They say i aint got the skills needed/To be ill and succeeded/Their brains are conceited/Minds set that I cheated/To get where I am now/Bitches listen quit asking how/All I know is that I’m getting kinda older/And this is enough to take the burden off your shoulders/ And put on mine/Somebody would find someone like me not someone like you/ Fuck Adele I pushed her into a trench and heard her thump when she fell/I didn’t leave till I heard that/Now let’s go back to the genre of rap/Where real rappers never get any recognition/It’s my mission to bring together every religion/Stop the hate crimes do that with rhyme/Challenge America while there’s still time/No one cares when Indians in Milwaukee get shot up/And there was barley anybody who even got up/Then a random guy shoots up on some whites/They say it on the news and opens us in a new light/Like all people who aint white are destructive/And all they do is act seductive/Now people usually talk to me and hate/Other people call me a saint/Others file out a complaint/Against me, they say they don’t like/When other races take a shot at the mic/Now I’m tired of the dykes/Just hop off my tip/Bitch don’t suck my dick with that piercing on your lip/I had the will to get up, and start rapping/While other kids my age, locked their rooms, fapping/Now finally things are looking up/yo, go get em MC Pudding Cup/

Now everybody just sit down and imagine, If you were me and nobody wanted you rappin/First it starts with the chronic laughin, then with all the names they be castin/Right at me which I throw right back at them, and honestly wanna take a stab at them/But that won’t do me any good, instead I’ll throw my lyrics at them/The peer pressure, quickly escalating at an unacceptable measure/But you know you can rest assure, that there is a cure/And it’s made of pure, rage locked inside of a cage/Held together in shackles that are slowly being taken apart by every Word I say/It’s just another day, and I’m made of clay/Sculpted and changed in every which way, it’s just some game that they play/Still everybody disses me, even though lyrically thay can’t do shit to me/And it really pisses me, off how just cuz I’m white they throw me in a different house/A different class, with a whole bunch of stoning dumbass/Fools who think that they’re cool, but while I’m speaking the truth they’re nothing new/Seems like there’s nothing I can do, I’m some sort of lost cause/A white trash rock star, Who in rap is breaking the laws/Doing shit for a cause , just because It feels Good to make shit happen/Goddamn why is he even rapping OMG how could this happening/How could we, let someone like this advance lyrically/Well it’s simple you see, There is a beast within me trying to contradict me/And your beliefs, cuz morally I’m unacceptable no good cuz “He aint black he cant rap”/