U-U-U-U-Uptown Ayy, it's, it's all for the kids man This-this shit for the kids, hahaha For the little children, uh, um I can be, whatever I want to be Bet not a bitch or a nigga stand in front of me I got the devil in the pockets of my dungarees Taking a dump on anything that standing under me I can be your dream guy or I can be your nightmare Born on Halloween night, it seems like a light year Double my Sprite, hey my guy, do you got a light? Yeah Squash stampede, plenty lion and many bison, huh Seen some, seen one, but it's not many like 'em When I fry or when I die, bury me with many mics, yeah I can be, whatever I want to be Bet not a pussy ass nigga stand in front of me Took a stop at the light, made a right on humble street Guess I been buzzin' like a motherfucking bumblebee Tryna turn this honey tree into a money tree But it's only one of me, and y'all niggas the son of me God Wait, wait if I win this, like It's gonna be something, but I don't know what it's gon' be Uh, okay I'm gonna be, whatever I want to be Bet not a bitch or a nigga stand in front of me They tryna snatch this motherfucking rug from under me But never stumble, young man rumble, the sensei The JID babe, Mutombo, the brass ensemble Cop an eighth and spend the last on paper and fronto So at Thanksgiving, I'm your drunk ass uncle On the corner, that junky that mumble The little nigga that climbed the hair of Rapunzel I'm the shrimp beside your gumbo, I make myself sick, damn Dick down doctor, that's the JID, give a health check I'm the wrong letter that made it up out your spell check Fucking up your texts, uh, I'm electric, I'm a Lexus I'm the evidence, like the shell case when the shell hit But I never tell shit I'm cold with the flow and come from the bottom like whale shit I know what I know, and I know that you prolly fail shit 'Cause y'all niggas selfish, and my niggas desperate, damn Damn, fuck I wish I knew, Black Panther, but he's not real Fuck man, homie, I don't know Not real What you trying? Um, look They saying: What you wanna be JID? What you wanna be, kid? A doctor, a lawyer, exploring the coral reef shit? A football player, a track sprinter, I know you run fast Oh, you gon' be a rapper with your dumb ass Just because you used to bump 'Kast, talk fast, and can tap a drum pad You thinkin' that the world's going mad? Bighead, short ass Big eye, bug-eye, drug head, shoo fly, don't bother me I'ma be better than y'all will be, tryna be, y'all see All for one, all for me, shit, you niggas ain't all for me Motherfucker with your offering, talk-a-talk-a Talk is cheap but so am I, I keep receipts I beat the beat and eat the beat So I could be the beat if I want to be React how you want to, the son do what the son do Rise when the gun drew Would meet the devil in hell, but niggas'll hunt you When it's dark all around and you lookin' for some But in the heart of the jungle, my nigga, you run You could be whatever you want, but better get you a gun Better do what you want, whatever you feel in your stomach Whatever you gotta do at the moment, only the strong survive Only the strong in mind and soul and spirit and spine You stand firm, you rise, it's go time He looks determined without being ruthless I wish I knew, Black Panther, but he's not real Yeah Not real