[Intro: Propaganda]
Protesters
Yeah
What I look like?
Protesters
Yeah
What I look like? (Uh)
[Verse 1: Propaganda]
I look like
Good home training (That's right)
Like a great night routine (Yeah)
Like mama built in me
The right moisturizing habits (Moisturizing habits)
Cocoa butter (Uh-huh)
And fragrance-free Vaseline
For your face 'cause you don't need
All them chemicals up there ("You don't need chemicals all on your face")
I look like "Yes, mama"
Like "Grand rising, king"
Like "What the lick read?"
Like "Shoot, I can't call that"
Like "I'm tryna get like you" (Huh)
I look like "On the dead homies"
Like "On mommas," "On hood"
"On hotep"
"On me" ("On me")
I look like grandmama's prayers (Come on)
Like yard work when I was cuttin' up in school (Cuttin' up in school)
Like
Like "Take this over to Miss Johnson's
And tell her 'Thank you'
And then come on right back!" ("Come on right back!")
I look like
Reused aluminum foil (That's right)
Like, I look like
"Don't leave my Tupperware over there" ("Naw")
Like
"You can't eat at everybody's house" ("Not at every—")
[Interlude: Propaganda]
Yeah
[Verse 2: Propaganda]
I look like
"Lemme borrow your bike right quick" (Borrow your bike right quick)
Like fades had been given
And received
Like, Frankie Beverly, come on
And I'm all of a sudden a uncle
Like, I look like I've been told a few times
"I ain't one of your lil' friends" ("One of your lil' friends")
Heh, like (Heh)
I know I should think before I speak (Think before)
Some of y'all ain't sang
In the youth choir, and it shows (Oh, I can tell now, heh)
I look like podcasts (Yeah)
Like NPR (Yeah)
Like college radio (Huh)
Like Angela Davis (Huh, yeah)
And UC Berkeley classes
On the life and times of 2Pac (That's right)
Like my pantry
Is obnoxious, huh
Like local-grown, Black-owned (Yeah, yeah)
Farm-to-table, gluten-free (Ha)
Like my cousin and them
Make fun of me (Try all this)
I look like
When you accept the charges
From various correction facilities
I've put some things on the books (Things on the books)
I look like plant dad
And freestyles
About pyramids and quasars, hahaha
Like "Don't ask me what I think
About Marxism, we gon' be here all day"
I look like ancestors
Like Saturday morning
Cleaning sessions (Come on)
Like "Nobody going nowhere" ("Nobody going anywhere...")
"'Til this house is spotless" ("...'til this house—")
I look like asking what I look like
If I ain't like what you just said
If what you just said
Ain't sit right (Sit, please)
I look like intercessory prayer (Come on)
I look like drop-in fails
And kick-flip fiascos
Ol' lyrical miracle lookin'
Old talent show
Vacation Bible School
Ol' Musiq Soulchild
With no-dread, headwrap lookin'
Ol' "Have you heard my mixtape?"
Old Sunkist
Capri Sun, your kids
Only drink Honest Juice pouches, right?
Ol' "Chant down Babylon"
Ol' cloth tote bag
Patchouli shea butter
Che Guevara book
Rolled up in your back pocket
Lookin'—
Ol' R.I.P. Kobe (Lookin')
I look like I lived a little (Uh-huh)
Like, I say less than I know (That's right)
I look like I been through some thangs
'Cause I have (I have)
And I must say (Heh)
I look good
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