If my last song offended you, just turn this off now

I'll finish it this time, then I'll burn this all down

Last time my thesis was: thugs are all clowns

I'll hammer that point 'till the foundation falls down

Where is this coming from? Go listen to part one

Where I called out the infected, people got offended

Lost their minds became headless

You can take this in one of two ways, another defiant rhyme or a lesson

Like Dr. King using words as a weapon, the non-violent kind,

By the way if he were alive, he would die inside

from the outrage of seeing black people commit more than half

the country's violent crimes

It's crazy there's a group that glorifies it

Rappers and thugs, no one cares, everyone buys it

Y'all do realize they're destroying our image right?

And have done so for generations, and then it's like

anyone who speaks up on it, and dares to bring it up

They're racist, former celebrity erased, now they're faceless

I'm Straight Outta F's to give, so I don't give a...

And I'll spell it out, in case this, wasn't obvious enough

I'll be painfully blunt in this next statement

The inner city is a cesspool creating thugs and sadists

See I told you this wouldn't be painless

I'm trying to clean our culture's image 'till it's pristine and stainless

How do you not see the tainted rotten ones?

You're either blind or dumb or you got your blinders on

I'ma pry 'em off, need to shift your gaze a bit

The perception of blacks, who you think's creating it?

Who's using the N word, who's usually the loudest?

Who glorifies crime, and makes rhymes about it?

You know how crazy that is? Just imagine if

country music singers sang about violence with savage grins

Image would be tarnished, beyond salvaging

If all they did was sing about killing each other, it would be utter

ignorance, they'd seem barbaric, abrasive

Anyone who looked like that would seem unsophisticated

You'd associate cowboy hats and denim long sleeves

with criminals, you would cast aspersions wrongly

Even worse, crimes are being done in real life

You'll hate what I say next, grip your mental shields tight

Even though blacks make up thirteen percent of the population,

Guess who commits more than half the violent crimes in the nation

This culture, it's grooming 'em

Who the ones robbing blacks, who's shooting 'em?

When we move away from the hood, who we moving from?

That's the cold hard truth that's got me blue and numb

You're wondering what's the point of saying all this about us?

I need all the intelligent black people riled up

Denounce thugs, rebuild our image from the ground up

Don't defend urban culture, it's nothing to be proud of

That's the enemy, they make blacks look dumb

Rappers, thugs, and all these brat hoodlums

What about King's dream? Content beats color

Well the color he died for are killing each other

They prance around strutting, pants hanging down

When whites use the N word, I can't blame 'em now

Guess what, when whites are caught using the N word as an insult,

they're not talking about you, don't be vengeful

When these videos of college students using the N word leaks

She does have black friends and she wasn't trying to offend her peeps

Shouldn't have said it, but listen

Use your brain for a second before you go ballistic

It's true, that word is used to mock and be hurtful

But it's not used towards Fresh Prince or Steve Urkel

It's for mean mugging clowns heads tilted slightly

Whose self-worth comes from trying to look frightening

It's not meant for the nice good natured folks

It's the mean and rude ones cause the hood made 'em so

Not for me and you, and to be totally honest

If there's a word that was offensive to Neo-Nazis and the Klan,

I'd say it everyday, and wouldn't stop, I'd be the loudest

I'd be a comedian going on a tirade, shouting

I'd be an immature student on campus, sounding

hateful, labeled racist in the footage of me clowning

"Hey, that's wrong, don't you know that word's hurtful?"

Uh, yeah dummy... what you think I'm using the word for?

Why wouldn't I wanna offend the earth's scum?

Dang, I just took your life's beliefs and reversed 'em

How about no one use the word, I'm sick of hearing it

Don't be a sheep and claim it's a term of endearment

It's an ignorant word, drop it can you not evolve?

How do you say the N word and stand proudly tall?

That's like being called a piece of crap your whole life

Then call each other other that, yeah that makes sense, alright

I'm sure this song'll probably get me ostracized

A sacrifice I'll make, I'm trying to save the race

Inequality was a policy, it paved the way

For generational wealth disparity, it remains today

We've been blindly repeating a cycle, it's exhausting

What values do you think thugs teach their offspring?

He's not teaching compassion, nonviolence

He's raising his cubs to become, strong lions

Hearing that, you don't see where the problem's at

Why you think the image of being angry falls on blacks?

It's a cycle, thugs raise kids to be tough

They grow up to be thugs, this tore up truth becomes

Blinding, y'all can't see it, cause you're too close to it

Can't see the forest for the trees, you just stroll through it

That's why I'm burning it down, and holding your toes to it

At this point in the song, I don't think you're opposed to it

Here's the cure, it's worth how long this verbal beating took

The answer is deceptively simple: reading books

Parents, you gotta take the time to read to your kids

They'll pick it up as a hobby, and breeze through 'em quick

And this isn't even about all the language benefits

I'm talking about something called "emotional intelligence"

It raises empathy as well as widen perspectives

Critical thinking, literally builds new connections

in your brain, functions at peak efficiency

People who read, they view the world, see it differently

Abstract ideas are easily broken down, dismantled

To a level of such precision that it can split atoms

And according to the studies, it's fiction that does it

So the books they're already reading for school won't cut it

And even if you're as, poor as, I was growing up

The library is free, there's no fee for showing up

And they'll do right not cause they were told by their parents they have to

They’ll be ethical, cause they see the inherent value

It's your time of reckoning, you can either be offended

Or realize the root cause and take action against it

The key is nonviolence, don't support or promote it

Thanks to hip hop moguls the black image has eroded

They milked the stereotype and rode it to the bank

The sub-textual second class image, that's who to thank

The point of this song was to light a fire under you

Thugs, wisen up, I've got everyone onto you

And rappers too, got verbally beat down

by a nerd, with your music, this era's over, y'all answer to me now

// Listen to part 1 of this series here:

// https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FDZ8mcyN7TE