Steak Um (feat. ScHoolboy Q)

Don't forget who I am

Don't forget what I am

I am a black dude

And don't ever forget how I got here

My ancestors were kidnapped, I don't even know where the fuck I'm from

They were put on the bottom of boats

They sailed on across the Atlantic

Many of them died

Only the strongest survived

And once they got here, they beat the humanity out of my people

They turned us into beasts of burdens

They made us do their work, and the irony is hundreds of years later, they're calling us lazy

We fought in the civil war, we damn near freed ourselves

Now here we all are

Four hundred year nightmare

Took us four hundred years to figure out as a people

That white people's weakness the whole time

Was kneeling during the national anthem

Woop

Ahh, shit

Yeah, give my regards to Paris

I make 'em go bananas for the noble savage

Steak um, let 'em have it

Allow me to establish the tone

From a holding pattern above Saturn

Listen, they told me I was bound to lose

I had the crown to prove, and fucked around and found the tools

Could've failed, but I'm more compelled

I torched the trails of an Orson Welles

Rock jewels big as oyster shells

To go from showman to shaman is not common

What's a goon to a goblin?

What's a goblin to Amen Ra when the God's been a problem?

Now get your fucking shine box

Before I put your party in a pine box

Remember? We was broke as a promise

Let's be honest, them hard times scattered behind us

Yachting through the Bahamas

'Bout to play Saint Thomas

Cabernet Sauvignon with Faberge egg omelettes

Slide down, yeah, think I'll slide down fig like

I parked the crooked 'cause the SIG pokin'

Eye for an eye, gon' to keep the tears rollin'

I'm Beethoven to the bass swollen

Staring in the mirror, I was God's bonus

I ain't ask for shit, I was chose for this

Plot twist, one day if my gifts got the homies chillin'

Goriest, hood politics, crips scholarships

Gang foul, equal new style

Ain't the same way 'round

This lifestyle we livin', aye

**** turn their base heads from picture, aye

And leaned into the crack, got a business, uh

Now blacks doing coke, what's the difference now?

Pigs turn my low to a witness, nah, fuck (Fuck)

Steaks raise well done, salute, uh

This young loaf done popped out the blue, ah

Got younger, keep peace to shoot

We all knew these sixteen the truths, yeah

Blacked out and I find out the scoop (Brrt, ahh)

Woop