Do Better

[Produced by Proto Cal] [Verse 1] The world been unforgiving so it's fitting that we are It's hopeless souls who're gifted but won't make it off that block And mothers know to tell their sons be wary of the cops Skin locked, friends lost, the picket fence was never ours Swapped the white for grayish bars, child time, wreck time Deion stuck in AR Life is like a box of chocolates but these bastards spit in ours Crackers kill in cold blood, they just let Darren Wilson walk If we go grab kalashnikovs, we're savage brutes, they'll pick us off Trayvon couldn't have a hoodie on Kimani Gray was empty handed Lil' Tamir was only 12 when they killed him November 22nd Cameron Tillman, Sean Bell This ain't nothin' new to us New Emmett Tills, you know the drill They're lynchin' still, just usin' guns The biggest threat is our brown skin With mouths filled and worth somethin' All they want for us is crack houses and a hearse, somethin' All these rich niggas in the world still won't unite nothin' I won't play the hype and just blame whites We gotta build somethin' Yeah I know we've been thuggin' But that shit is why we've been strugglin' Repair, replace, let's heal youngins Our daddy said let's live abundant [Interlude] You know what I'm sayin'? Man it's niggas out here just doin' shit. You feel me, nigga? Go do somethin', nigga. Grab a young man, tell him do better [Verse 2] The drug is life, fuck pills, homie Have you ever even left your hood? What's good, you need a trip don't you? Just don't use the Lucy You repute it, access putrid .45 and you'll use it You don't want a 9 to 5 Make a plan and fortify Of being court and all mortified They hand the sentence that's big as shit You won't see the light 'til you're 65 Just win, my nigga It takes plenty focus and equal drive You gotta dig, fuck pity And my city love the semi Hate is auto when you're so far ahead they just gotta follow I got this firearm, I will come behead 'em Big headed, my mind like Mandark in Dexter Stop tryna preach, just teach, or reach that nigga under pressure And press a presidential potential But he can't shine from them trenches Sports weren't made for everybody He spends his time on them bitches Lose your pride and use your mind You have to mine it for the riches Do them dishes if you want That residue'll have you gone The rent is due, you need some food You give a fuck less what I'm on I underdigged, don't get me wrong But there's a world we gotta change We start with you, I'll get them goin' This shit'll be a marathon Let it marinate, let that man cook May this truth I speak give me awkward looks And open minds that's been mistook Young Richard Nix, I'm not a crook Let's keep it real, it's change afoot Bitch [Outro] Y'all don't understand so y'all can see it when you see the master plan, mothafucka