For The Kids Lyrics

I gotta do it for the kids

I gotta do it for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

What I gotta make?

Anotha hit, slap with bass?

It is stuck in your brain, you about to go insane

When I spit, I keep it flowing

Conscious rap is what I'm growing

You may think that I am joking (choking), but I ain't blowing smoke

Look, I gotta educate the youth

These mothafuckas ain't telling them the truth

All these little kiddies looking up to you

Seeing all the fifties and diamond rings too

And I understand you gotta flex your image

But these little kiddies now focused on the spinach

And all they screaming now is "fuck some bitches!"

Cause now the biz is flashing gal's nipples

Or display them as just another sex symbol

It's simple, honestly

We gotta stop the misogyny

Gotta bring back the equality

Women shouldn't be known as property

I'm just rapping so modestly

Don't take offense for what I'm trying to be

My soul's not your commodity

Honestly, I've been riding this beat like a Kawasaki

Exposing all the fakes that want me dead, but they can't stop me

By talking all this smack I just put myself in the hot seat

But there's a difference between confidence and being cocky

Oh no, money's got to your soul

Thinking you could fill your (whole) hole

Now you just abuse it

You idiots have lost it, forgot the music

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

I gotta do this for the kids

What I gotta make?

Anotha hit, slap with bass?

It is stuck in your brain, you about to go insane

When I spit, I keep it flowing

Conscious rap is what I'm growing

You may think that I am joking, but I ain't blowing smoke

I don't even know if I could join all this trap

I don't even know if I could make this shit slap

I don't even know if I should expose the facts

I don't even know, but I'm about to fucking snap

Y'all can't call this cap, put y'all on the map

Everything is planned, education banned

We've been played, it's all just a game

We have lost the upper hand

Try to take a stand, but they're in command

They make the demands

Celebs like Ye are pawns

A con brainwashed to put on an elaborate show faux

You don't even know, bro

Cause fighting with each other has become the new folk

And I am tired of people saying that they really woke

It's a stupid ass term, it's awake