Lost Culture

Black culture was rejected now they just neglected
I mean now we just neglect it 'cause we feel respected
Blame it on a lil money blame it on a necklace
Blame it on the strip clubs now it's gettin reckless
Throwin money at a stripper nothing new to me
With that money we can build up a community
But fuck it instead we shoppin for some Louis V
Bought all this shit like I'ma need it at my eulogy, hey
These politicians on a wild mission
In Africa it's the same man, they just smile different
They make you feel free until you hit a brickwall
And realize damn, this bitch tall
Name a government that's not a bully on its people
Lovin the illusion so we thinkin that we equal
Kobe died then the corona came
Been through all type of shit, we do not know what's pain
We lost man

I say we lost man
Lost culture, I say we lost man
Look, I'm lost man
Lost culture

I still smile for the broads and my enemies
They won't let me in, I'ma bomb to the industry
Im'a kill the game all of ya'll gon remember me
I copped a gold grill for the judge when he'll sentence me, smile
Put us in prisons, you can lock me up
But one day your daughter gon be dating one of us
These rappers be hiding behind the weed and the drinkin
And all we do is figure them out critical thinkin
I get miracle visions, catch a lyrical wippin
Yeah it cost to be the boss
I payed it that withh some interest
I came back with a mistress
You lames lackin decisions
Like I can't tell the difference you rappin or is you bitchin
But still deep inside you can find gold in you
That's why these dirty cops just wanna put a hole in you
King of the jungle you niggas are still camping
The spirit of Fred Hampton is with me
This not rappin, nigga

I swear we lost man
Lost culture, I say we lost man
Look, I think I'm lost man
Lost culture

From a third world perspective, food and water is heaven
If you woke up and you healthy realise it's a blessing
Some people got it all and still go through depression
Cause you can't control problem that's beyond your comprehension
Searchin for attention in the wrong places
Fuck around and see a bunch of King Kong faces
RIP to Rashad, I can't imagine his mom I used to run the streets
And hustle withh his big brother Ahmad
We livin in a facade, that's part of the issue
The term gangster never meant a coward with a pistol
Taking ya brother out over petty change and colors
Or maybe over a bitch you was keepin under the covers, damn
Settle for more never settle for less
Value and honor, we tend to forget
Ego and riches we prefer and protect
And then a cop arrest you and put a knee on your kneck

Hey look we lost man
Lost culture, I say we lost man
Look, I think I'm lost man
Lost culture