[Intro] Ahem This is a public service announcement Michael's got a new mixtape on the way If you ain't know, I heard it's pretty hot Check [Verse 1] Why is everybody scared to be creators like Ty? Failure's worth it if you try, but I'll do just fine in my eyes Do whatever with your life, I'm just happy I'm alive And if it k**s my I'ma do this ‘til I die Rappers say they're the realest but do girls with fake tits Honestly fake is something they a**ociate with And making false claims it can get dangerous That's why it's safe to say I've been sinning way too much lately As a young man and a Christian I'm afraid of hell But even more afraid of the neglect from having damaged petals So I keep to myself, act like all is well, that I'm exactly like Pharrell That I'm a budding young artist that's not gone beyond repair They like “Mike, why every song gotta have meaning? I just want to hear you screaming with some sirens from police Just yelling ‘Blah, blah, blah, blah, b**h I call the shots shots' Getting money, f**ing b**hes, you should make that sh**” or nah, nah Oh that sh**'d be cold? Well I'm the f**ing cough drop We do things without giving thought ‘bout what it cost us No bob, rockstar, mullet over hot sauce f** views, as an artist man I'm sitting on a hot box Drop top, air it out What the population care about? Is it good weed, big carat diamonds Celebrities and where to find ‘em? From Cali to the Carolinas I find few people who are very mindful And that's gotta change cause we generate Generations that are filled with violence [Verse 2] And no manners, no respect Parents filled with negligence And people keep having these f**ing kids Knowing they ain't ready yet And so they can't provide what's best for them And still don't put no effort in So in the end the kids are settling For a dimmer future no better than The ones who did their parenting It's not fair to them Swear we got to bring some change around J-Just like that boy Barry did Cut down on our carelessness Put ourselves second and care for kids But don't shelter ‘em no Terrapin, go Maryland Monroe singing to our president Rest in peace John Kennedy, that man had a vision It's always the people who love life that lose the privilege While the greediness and material keeps making k**ings And the ones with bigger platforms just leave our mental dented But our petals won't stay bent if we make good use of time Speak whatever's on your mind, show it on the outside Do whatever with your life, I'm just happy I'm alive And if it k**s me I'ma do this till I die Complex Tic Tac Squad