First World Problem Child (feat. Sam Carter)

Every rich white kid's got something to say Shut the fuck up First world problem child Yo, you lost your way Born on easy street Never step foot on MLK Easy living in your position With a white last name Pre-conditioned to be the villain Another suburban day Every rich white kid's got something to say Shut the fuck up (First world problem child) Every rich white kid's got something to say Shut the fuck up (First world problem child) Fortunate and favored You spit the same old flavor You can use a taste of another race What's it like to be your neighbor? Knock knock, coming in hot We don't need the key, we can break the lock To your gated house, show the sheltered the real shit Bring the mother fucking truth out First world problem child Step in their shoes, and walk a mile First world problem child Step in their shoes, and walk a mile I'm a surgeon with a switch blade I'll cut you see if you still bleed You wouldn't know a problem Cause you got everything you need I got iron in my arteries You got a wall between yourself and reality Show the sheltered the real shit Bring the motherfucking truth out (Bring the motherfucking truth out) Show the sheltered the real shit Bring the motherfucking truth out (Bring the motherfucking truth out) Every rich white kid's got something to say Shut the fuck up