[Intro]
Let me be the one you run to
Let me be the one you talk to
When you need someone to turn to

[Verse: IDK]
IDK stand for Ignorantly Delivering Knowledge
One of the few rappers rappin' that's tryna keep it honest
And honestly, most of these n***as making music using
A and B rhymes like they need a little Hooked On Phonics
Some are hooked on the shit that'll make you puke or vomit if you go a day without it
We usually turn our heads, turn around and poke fun when we see it
We don't even try to pray about it, we look for a way around it
Then pretend and say we found it
The answer, that is, the ancillaries
That come from makin' raps could steer me
Into decisions that can increase my salar-ary
If I just dumb that shit down, yeah, that sound is scary
But I'm like, "More money, more people"
If I had the radio, I'd probably have an equal chance
At havin' no problems with my Coloring Book
Collect the knowledge
And all of my fans'll leave me on my Big Day
I'm like, "Stop it," I'm slappin' myself
Stop it, you keep tripping
End of the day, the shit I listen to be different
End of the day, I'd rather listen to Big Pimpin' and Common Sense
That's the reason Jigga ain't been rappin' like Common since
So what am I gon' do when a comet hit and the world ends?
I gotta vent
I gotta make somethin' that'll make this mothafuckers wanna think, yeah
That's the way that I repent, I know my rhymes is heaven-sent
Whether or not it's makin' sense or dollars
But shit, this year I made two commas and new dollars
That mean them hundreds is them blue dollars, no blue-collar
So while you worry 'bout who's hotter, I'm worried about my calling
I'm worried about my calling
Quincy said, "God leaves the room when you think about the money"
So I'm not worried about the ballin'
Sike