This is a song about "Where is the love"

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

Where is the muthin fuckin booze

Niggas die over shoes

The bus is just a school bus where all the kids follow

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

I am my only nemesis, my escape is where the exit is/

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Music is done without love but is done for the money

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

This is for the magic grill where noodle dreams are made

Straight to the bed, you know where your place is.

The tables are turned i can't take this

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

"where is it?" under the bed? in the depths of the shed?