I could put you on a wave I just put you on a wave You're pretty as the ocean I'm coming with the gang So you need to get out our way The ladies love it when I sing The niggas love my abilities When I make the fire on the beats I'm about to make a mil' a week When I hit 'em with the melodies I don't care what you tellin' me Tryna stay away from felonies, oh Girl I'm Martin Luther, Martin Luther King Life is hard I'm Kamasutra-ing I'm runnin' through the pain that the youth has been Inflicted with, it's just ridiculous that you would kill a kid for some Yeezy's Grab your shoes and give his mom a visit at the funeral, you lookin' fly as hell Is that really how we're living, check it Got a vivid dream of som' different (tell 'em) K. Dot is comin' out of me, the poetry you know it's been a minute Forefathers put the tax on our real fathers I don't feel represented, I should be up in the Senate Swear I feel like Martin Luther, baby, we need Adam, false prosecutors so they won't Hand to, hand to, hand to, hand to, hand my niggas to the prisons Forgiveness over your permission Just because I didn't break it, I'ma fix it And I'm with my dawgs, I'm finna sic 'em Teachers said I need a lesson So I go and start my own school And it's a mystery to you, you get it? Misdemeanor's comin' true, it ain't a question But it ain't a problem, they don' catch you That's the mind state of the youth including me We need some new professors Were you goin' fast son? Yes, sir It was that autopilot on the Tesla Heart palpitating so my chest hurts Probably see it through my sweatshirt, yellin' Mama, mama, I'm a mess-up Sorry, mama, I'm a mess-up Hit the pedal just so I could go impress 'em Almost got us on the stretcher And I'm sorry mama, know you taught me better You know, you know you taught me better Father, I don't need a lecture Man, I know the street is rougher for the texture And I'm saying, "Sorry, mama, I'm a mess-up" Sorry, mama, I'm the mess-up I just use these 808's to do confessions I'm done with cursing and I'm flexing Buying purses, man, I feel like I'm a peasant This isn't me, it's my reflection My purity is the protection from the insecurities of a section of my soul I just put you on a wave I just put you on a wave Follow me into the ocean You will never be the same I could put you on a wave I just put you on a wave Follow me into the ocean You will never be the same