[Intro: Mac Miller]
Yeah
What up, Rap?
You good? Aight, I'm 'bout to—okay, cool

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
These generations, combination of generations
Levitatin' through matrixes
Baby, heaven's waitin'
I feel naked, consider the fact that hell is vacant
The temptation was just your imagination
Listen, we know the feelin' like a nursery rhyme
Blood rushes to the head, make a burgundy mind
News anchor, I channel Ron Burgundy's mind
Cut the lights, turn your church to a shrine
Now you blind, so
Fuck the cops, if your daddy one, fuck ya pops
I hate the personality, but girl, I love the box
Something's off, they poppin' a penicillin
I'm illin', your paper thin as Sicilian crust
Warnin' civilians, they aimin', they here, they killin' us
Still, I must continue to venture into outer space
You got ** **** inside your mouth, tell me how it taste
I'm—I'm not—I'm just—I'm just sayin'

[Chorus: Jared Evans & Rapsody]
'Cause we are meant for somethin'
Even though that we feel like we're nothin'
Because it's our generation, oh
Our (Our gene—our gene—our generation, our gene—our generation)
Generation (Our gene—our gene—our generation, our gene—our generation)
Oh (Our gene—our gene—our generation, our gene—our generation)
Oh (Our gene—our gene—our generation, our gene—our generation)
Oh (Our gene—our gene—our generation, our gene—our generation)
Oh (Our gene—our gene—our generation, our gene—our generation)
Oh (Our gene—our gene—our generation, our gene—our generation)
Oh
[Verse 2: Rapsody]
Yo, fisherman buckets, double cups (Uh)
I only lean on family and double on my Dutch (Uh)
Generation hope faith is tomorrow's trust
Land of milk and honey, all the boys found it inside a bus (Woo)
Only lust for the feelin' of large city's dust
I could pierce the night with a light, bright as a delta's tusk (Yeah)
We either shine through it or not
Where your block, whether east or west
We don't go stressin' unless it's cops, shit
Justice ain't for us (Uh), I've come to that conclusion
Wildin' out in my mind, they lost in they illusions (Uh)
Dear Momma say, my Momma sigh
We die too young, she told me, "Have fun, YOLO lie"
She told me try, I had no time, go for broke
Life deep, but unlike a reef, I could stay afloat
Never drown, say somethin' profound by the pound
We keep a lot of soul, like Kenneth Cole walkin' through the town (Woo)
My generation yes (Yes), my generation no (No)
My generation ain't stressin', burnin' that chemical
Higher pinnacle when I pen a flow of this magnitude
My third eye off the hour of all this on the news
In the battle, they rattled to see a Black and Jew
Stand for the lives of all that died like me and you
We don't see color or class, we more powerful
Generation change, we rearrangin' they attitude (Attitude)
[Chorus: Jared Evans & Rapsody]
'Cause we are meant for somethin'
Even though that we feel like we're nothin'
Because it's our generation, oh
Our (Our gene—our gene—our generation, our gene—our generation)
Generation (Our gene—our gene—our generation, our gene—our generation)
Oh (Our gene—our gene—our generation, uh, our gene—our generation)
Oh (Uh, our gene—our gene—our generation, our gene—our generation)
Oh (Our gene—our gene—our generation, our gene—our generation)
Oh (Yeah, our gene—our gene—our generation, our gene—our generation)
Oh (Our gene—our gene—our generation, uh, our gene—our generation, yeah, yeah)
Oh