You know you want to go gangsta
Heard tales about how white men
Used to hang ya
By your pigment, and not by offense
And you know
Trump supporters aren’t likely to make amends
You know you want to get turnt up
SAT scores, and resumes
Get ya burnt up
What’s a 401k
When you have to remain
In a box
Dream life is to be the one to call the shots
You know you want to go berserk
You know that you put in the work
And to not be noticed, is the greatest crime
And the voice speaking to your mind
Is the greatest sign
You know you want to get high
Have a baddie be on your bedside
Thirst traps, and videos is what you consume
And a little scandalous is what gets you in the mood


Temptations
And vice
I admit is nice
To know you are called
But pride comes before the fall
I advise you
To know what you know
Fandom is cool
Tangent to the rule
Shows a sign
To align
Your light
And to stick to what you know
To what you know

You know you want to go stupid
Maybe stick around cupid
See what kind of shots he shoots
And believe love is only yours to lose
You know you want to go famous
Where everybody knows what your name is
Never have an once of doubt
That you could bring in the respect and the clout
You know you want to rep for the asians
Sick of hearing of restraints and complications
Know you can produce a Leo or a Brad Pitt
Tired of being directed by the white man’s whims
You know you want to fuck a hoe
Though she may not be phenomenal
You want to make her feel beautiful
And have a connection form
Even if it spills onto a newborn