A lesson to the weak Something a fly nigga speaks It's a depraved devil's heart system that got us all laid down Make us content to play around and let god seers get clowned I guess you really can lead a nigga to the well and make him drink it And ask "what the fuck am I thinking?" turned on by shiny trinkets To let dope get our hopes up, let money be our 'So What?' Use god to make our dough up Turn girls to hoes in runway fashion shows and Use guns to write our poems and be jealous, brag and boast And let the least control the most Look, I'm a product and a victim, to perpetuate the sickness Lose everything I love because some bitch wanted to kick it My car, my house, my jewels, my clothes, my drugs, that flesh it tempt me My star burnt out, I lose my soul, my love has left I'm empty What I'mma do? What I'mma say? Where I'mma go? Where I'mma lay? I ordered too much food and wine, the bill is here it's time to pay All is lost and tossed away, and I know just who to blame Where you at B? Say my name, cause everything's about to change Find out who you are and see it Find out what you are and free it Find out who you love and need it Find out what you can and be it That's what's up, that's what's up x4 Find out who you love and be it Find out what you can and free it Find out what you love and need it Find out who you are and see it That's what's up, that's what's up x4