Class Pictures

[Intro]

Yo

Yo

[Verse 1]

I sold my nigga these Jordans so we could go on this date

And all you can do is bitch about how I'm late

I cut the container in half, 'cause I'm low on cash

The situation is bleak, it was strong, but our lovin' is weak

I quit my job and my folks threw me out last week

Shit I can't even buy somethin' to eat

The whole world had laughs, but Patrick let me crash on his couch

It was blue maybe green

First night I made Daily Routine

Saw that shit on Adidas

I'm thinking "Niggas deadass got a chance to be on"

I ain't write this as no "I have a Dream" song

"Poor Nigga" theme song

I mean it can, if you want it to be

I just thought I'd talk some more about me

Y'all niggas see he equal, just vibing with the people

I'm scratching lottery tickets like, damn my nigga did we lose?

Looking at the rent bill like, nigga did I move?

[Bridge]

That's what really bothers me, is that I don't know who it is

What I like about music, and the kind of music that I like is the kind that like

Hey, twenty seconds into the tune, you know who this artist is because there's something unique about him or her

That's why they put this record on

Not because it sounded like this one or it fit comfortably between commercials

But because there is really something very wise here

And I'm sayin' when one turns to the other, which turns to the other one, which turns into, and around, and in on itself

I'm just not [?]

[Verse 2]

When I was young, they asked my favorite color

I'm thinking "What the fuck do you mean?"

When we was all pure, I wasn't focused on green

Screaming, "Take your crayons back"

The only color that matters is black

See we live in a world of perspectives

See us in nice shit and they want us arrested

I ain't go to school, we ain't have no electives

Time's got erect, we ain't have no electric

Your boss wonders why you ain't enthused

After this $8.60 its back to the blues

After this $8.60 its back to the blues

But its all about perspectives

We just smoke weed, wild out, and drive reckless

My niggas never listen to no Slipknot record

I play 3-6 and get mad respect

But I'm feeling worthless

No money 'cause I'm workless

This the real world, what the fuck you was expecting?

[Outro]

That's what we was saying about the mass production

You know, it don't have no substance

So you can produce a lot of them very quickly

But they just as quickly lose their flavor

You know, just as quickly as something is number one this week, you never heard of the people who did it next week, because there was no substance there

It was Disco Duck, it was one in a million, it was not to be heard from again

Damn glad to see you going, wonder how you got here

It was- it was all those things