Childish Gambino with the original beat
This the tune that I be bumpin when I’m rolling down the streets
With a system so clean and speakers so loud
Everywhere I go follows a motherfuckin crowd
A generic rap intro with a beat so fucking slow
Lemme see if I can’t improve the way these lyrics I wrote flow
You see it’s not my goal to be successful in the industry
I just remix songs and rearrange them lyrically
Actually fuck that, it’s a perk, why not come at me
I’ll show the music industry why it’s doomed like the economy
All these young hotblooded artists so much like me
Out to make it big, earn some fame, and some money
Putting out songs with little to no meaning
What’s wrong with record deals shouldn’t there be at least a screening? 
People say I’m hating I’m just making an observation
So many songs with the same tune, a mass annexation
One melts into the other indistinguishably
What happened to free thinking and originality?
You may heart your haters, but the thing is I hate your heart
I’m leading a revolution, shits about to start.


Nelson Ting