The whole album has a clear, crisp sound, and a new sheen of consummate professionalism that really gives the songs a big boost

Y’all wanna be Puff but you’re puffing on pipe dreams

That’s why I couldn’t vibe with mother fuckers that buy streams

Emulating dudes promoting designer brands

Reminiscing ‘bout your days doling shit by the gram

And I don’t got a speck of respect or remorse

For these rappers getting checked tryna flex on the poor

Rocking Cuban Links at Walmart like you in your city

As if you had something to prove now they doing you shitty

Pursuit of material things commodified your existence

Exploiting communities like homicide is your business

Then making yourself the product that the masses consume

Pose with Tiffany blood diamonds show your ass to the room

What’s a seat at the table in a circle of evil?

Y’all think I’m unstable but your virtue’s deceitful

Shout out to Noname and the work that she’s doing

Invested in helping folks not immersed in these units

My fave rapper’s on Twitter selling NFTs

Some conscious bullshitters dwelling dead to me

I imploded the pedestals when Mike said he’s a landlord

They capitalize ideals they’re pretending to stand for

Fuck all this materialism

Guns drawn and you clearly don’t listen

Run off and you’ll merely go missing

Tough talk but your jewelry was lifted

Fuck all this materialism

Guns drawn and you clearly don’t listen

Run off and you’ll merely go missing

Tough talk but your jewelry was lifted

Man, they gotta be playing

I gotta' be saiyan the way I gotta' body 'em praying

The hottest of all of the Mayans

God of all of these things

Put it there for lot of reasons, one is to not be the blame

If I can rebrand a human lottery game

And if all of the dollars and change didn't matter today

What would you have in your way separating time and space

I hold on to my ganja, its the only possession with me when passing away

I put my ass in the flame, for you throw ash on my name

I am a lion untamed

Haile Selassie in faith

The deplorable metaphorical walking in circles while I'm talking in parables

And I look like Urkel

Now dont make me hurt you

You dont deserve to have things

Putcha' hands parallel

Fuck all this materialism

Guns drawn and you clearly don’t listen

Run off and you’ll merely go missing

Tough talk but your jewelry was lifted

Fuck all this materialism

Guns drawn and you clearly don’t listen

Run off and you’ll merely go missing

Tough talk but your jewelry was lifted

ALLEN: Hey, Halberstram?

BATEMAN: Yes, Allen?

ALLEN: Why are there copies of the Style section all over the place? Do you... Do you have a dog? A little chow or something?

BATEMAN: No, Allen

ALLEN: Is that a raincoat?

BATEMAN: Yes, it is. In '87, Huey released this; Fore!, their most accomplished album. I think their undisputed masterpiece is "Hip To Be Square". A song so catchy, most people probably don't listen to the lyrics. But they should, because it's not just about the pleasures of conformity and the importance of trends. It's also a personal statement about the band itself. Hey, Paul!

Bateman murders Allen with an axe

BATEMAN: Try getting a reservation at Dorsia now, you fuckin' stupid bastard!

And I gotta call out these clowns colonizing the scene

Hip-hop opportunists just got their eyes on the green

Getting their cross over market, harmonizing then leave

Switching genres without even modifying the scheme

From Miley to MGK to G-Eazy now Jack

Got his Black crew to carry him to prevent creasing his slacks

Them fancy suits can’t tidy up the greasiest sack

And I don’t care about collabs so I ain’t keeping shit back

I’m sick of white rappers that advocate gun control

Then go back to their mansions imaginations in tow

Why the fuck y’all rapping? You don’t have shit you can say

Weak ass industry plants without water wither away

When them writers and engineers that elevated your sound

Take flight and then disappear I’ll celebrate when you drown

‘Cause you made it about the money, and the threads, and the hoes

Content as vacant as the room when they left you alone