[Hook: J. Sands]
Now just Think About, what you know
And what you don't, And what you want
From time right now since your date of birth
Now ask yourself what it's really worth

[Verse 1: J. Sands]
First of all, Let's clear the air
So any ear, listening to here
Can understand the words I'm saying
J R of the spark, gimme a scratch for my man
Ok now word on point, for the serious joint
On a serious joint, I must anoint
And cleanse the soul, of the musical whole
Cuz always these days are out of control
I mean niggas are fake, with the moves they make
And refuse to make, words to elevate
I know I ain’t no saint, Drink booze, smoke thick
But in my heart this is art, so I front like your eight
So this is industry, they don’t care about we
Cuz as soon as we go make the cash money
And then your ass get dropped, Like 6-4’s without the top
Now can I ask you, how can it stop, c’mon

[Hook: J. Sands]
Now just Think About, what you know
And what you don't, And what you want
From time right now since your date of birth
Now ask yourself what it's really worth
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