[Intro: Charleston White]
(Surround sound)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, nah
Yeah, nah
So it wasn't until I got grown that I realized that rappers aren't really gangster
Y'all wasn't payin' attention then
So, n***a, I gave y'all what y'all want
A ignorant motherfuckin' n***a that talked like them rappers
Now y'all listenin'
Now y'all payin' attention, huh?
I got y'all attention, checkmate (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Starlito]
I wasn't born with the internet
Hate how it divide and destroy n***as' intellect
Worse than before, but majority of it's indirect
Distractions just to win elections
Or make you spend a check
Look, I'm woke, but I'm quiet
(You know what you're doin'?)
I ain't spoke in a while, I guess I wrote this 'cause I'm tired
Hide it in a book, mislead them on the app
Figurin' this shit out make me not even wanna rap
You gotta educate yourself the only way you can adapt
And if you don't know where to start, well, I say start wherever you at
Feed your mind, starve your ego, I got that from Starlito
This part from Jermaine, align your heart with your brain (Align your heart with your brain)
[Break: Charleston White]
We too hateful, we don't even love each other
We don't like nobody
We have become the new slave master
I've never tried to rap, never wanted to be a rapper, I've always admired them
Because I thought they were sharp
Only to realize they the dumbest mo–
Homie, I'm a thinker, rappers ain't thinkers
Nowhere in our history have **** been thinkers
I'm a thinkin' man, I like to read books

[Verse 2: Starlito]
I might can't save the world, still tryna save myself
Whether I show it or not, me bein' your favorite help
I ain't ashamed, but yet, feel like a slave as well
Like Santa's favorite elf 'cause this shit fake as hell
If I got fifty mil', I might pull a Dave Chappelle
I'm just like Kyrie Irving, Ja Morant, and braid Latrell
Rappin' and pullin' up like, damn, I say I blazed the trail
Your favorite rapper probably fake as hell
They pay to probably shake his tail

[Outro: Charleston White]
And how long you n***as been rappin'?
And you think you finna go world? Soundin' the way you sounded?
N***a, please, you might as well go to the library, n***a, and rent books and not return 'em
I'm just, try to find something else to do
I'm here to shatter you n***as' dreams
Y'all can't rap
They still in they feelings because they like rappin', I like talkin'
It's the difference
You can listen to me forever