Chris Rock presents Real People of Ignorance Today we salute you, Mr. Friend of a Rap Star You don't rap, you don't write rhymes, you're not even a hype man You're just some guy who's been hanging around this *** for the last 15 years When the lights on the stage come up, there you are, waving your hands in the air like you just don't care While the whole crowd asks, who's that *** with the night vision goggles on? Though deep down, you wanna kill this *** because you still believe your demo is better than his When the record hits, you tell everyone, we're number one But let's face it, he's number one, you're number none So here's to you, Mr. Friend of a Rap Star Because you don't blow up, you just show up