[Hook]
 I can't seem to get you off my mind
 Turn on the station, but I'm still facing ?
 Everbody seem to lost their mind
 It's hard to handle, so I, change the channel on the
 Radio.... Cause internet killed the radio star
 Radio.... And YouTube, killed the video star
 Hit the radio
 We can make a, make a video
 Now I'm a star
 Hit the radio
 We can make a, make a video
 Now I'm a star

 [Verse 1]
 Picture me rollin' Pac, it's funny how time has changed
 Everybody's a critic now, it's all a debate on the internet wave
 It used to be you and Biggie, Chili Pepper's Give It Away
 Now we got ten year-olds sitting back in a chair like "those were the days"
 And though it seems so amazing to me that the labels lost the touch
 And I'm in the AM, flipping through the A.M. like I lost my [bad word]  limpin'
 Cause I can't walk straight if I can't turn it up, sippin'
 I need some Gin and Juice, Snoop Dogg, I brought my cup
 What's up, ah ha, okay, shut up
 Cause I think we had enough of radios and lunch with the love bugs
 Well let me give you a big hug
 Bag of mushrooms, here, take some [bad word]  And play some group home or something
 And give your mom's old ? or something

 [Hook]

 [Verse 2]
 You'll never hear Black Star cause the program director is mostly deaf
 And you'll never hear triple six cause we live in the midst of the Bible Belt
 But that's when the light is filled, so let it shine
 Let em' rhyme, let em' hustle, let em grind
 Let em' roam with the [bad word] sometimes
 Sometimes, the [bad word] is dark but the darkness sparks the [bad word] art
 And you didn't even know you a window till a tornado blew it apart
 If Eric Clapton could sing about cocaine, then there's no harm
 Then I can write about [bad word]  I can rap about girls
 I can sing about fleeing cars
 Not that my money is large
 Let's talk about broke is a joke
 Let's talk about gettin' evicted, everything owned thrown out on the road
 And maybe that there goes gold
 [bad word] maybe it's bad I'm sold
 But they don't want to see the green leaves from pirates
 Oh no, hold up

 [Hook]

 [Bridge]

 Pick up the change, pick up the change
 Ride in a Chevy cause I'm sick of the Range
 Catfish [bad word] pick up the name [bad word] inside, if your sick of the rain
 Turn the radio off and [bad word]  It's all a replay, it's all the same
 Got one drag, on [bad word] train
 On a one way street better pick your lane

 [Verse 3]
 Yeah, but you could let me pick your brain
 And we could be that Rolling Stone
 Mix'em up with Janis Joplin
 Let 'em harmonize like Bone
 Or we could just leave it alone
 Let it take on a life of it's own
 Or we could be that World Class Wreckin' [bad word]  Tell 'em to turn the lights back on
 C'mon