Rappers talking about their work day

Or their off day, lies they all say

No substance, no meaning just another way to get paid

I ain't gonna lie, that's first-rate

Good for them, I give them no hate

For its our choice to decide what we wanna listen to and what we wanna make

If it is trash they make, it is the viewers that still take

Whatever they make instead of dumping them out with a rake

Hype marketing and big names that's all it takes

To make an average song into something great

Such is the state of the game I wanna play

See if I don't go in and try to slay

These corrupted weeds sprouting seeds of decay

That is burying the art of rap poetry deeper day by day.