Guest In Hip-Hop Lyrics – Tom MacDonald

Guest In Hip-Hop Lyrics Meaning

In the first part, he talks about how people in the hip-hop community keep telling him he doesn’t belong. They look at his skin color and call him a “guest,” like he’s just visiting a place he has no real connection to. Instead of trying to win them over, he basically says he doesn’t need their approval and doesn’t feel like hanging around a scene he thinks is filled with people pretending to be something they’re not. He’s tired of being judged before anyone even listens to him, and he pushes back by saying he’s fine standing on his own without their acceptance.

Next, he pushes the idea further by saying he didn’t come into the genre politely knocking on the door — he barged in and made space for himself. He compares himself to other white rappers people always mention, saying he’s not trying to be them and he’s not scared of backlash. He feels like the culture has changed in a way that shuts people out, but he still managed to break through. He also calls out what he sees as fake behavior — rappers pretending they’re still struggling while showing off expensive jewelry — and questions why he’d want validation from people he doesn’t respect. He points out that he’s already doing well as an independent artist, without needing the industry or big celebrity circles.

He then shifts to criticizing the lifestyle he sees many rappers promoting. He talks about how some hide parts of their identity, some make reckless choices, and some chase money in ways he finds disturbing. To him, their values don’t match his at all. While they’re focused on expensive brands and looking flashy, he cares more about taking care of his family and keeping them safe. He’s saying that just because they measure success one way doesn’t mean he has to follow their rules or copy their way of living.

When the hook comes in, he repeats the idea of being labeled a “guest,” but he says it with a mix of sarcasm and confidence. He gets why some people might be annoyed by him, but he doesn’t accept their version of reality. He demands basic respect while playfully leaning into the “guest” idea, almost like he’s making himself comfortable in a house he wasn’t invited into. By saying he’s cooking dinner and making a bed, he’s painting a picture of someone settling in no matter how unwelcome others say he is.

Moving on, he talks about how people accuse him of exploiting the culture or using rap for attention. They throw labels at him — racist, grifter, culture thief — all based on assumptions about his skin color or his political views. He pushes back by saying he doesn’t even want to copy artists who, in his mind, are controlled by labels or promote messages he disagrees with. He contrasts the type of music he makes with what he feels mainstream rappers make. They focus on nightlife and trends, while he talks about politics or social issues. He feels unfairly judged by activists and critics who call him extreme things, and he brushes it off by saying their opinions don’t affect him.

Then he points out how people ignore the good he believes he’s brought to the genre. They call him corny, say he adds nothing, and act like he’s a problem. But he argues that he actually introduced new listeners to rap, people who wouldn’t have cared about the genre otherwise. When people say they’re trying to lock him out, he responds by saying he already found another way in. He’s not taking anything away from anybody; he believes he added something of his own and even left the door open for anyone who wants to come after him. He sees himself not as a thief but as someone who contributed while still being insulted.

The hook repeats again, reinforcing the idea that he’s fully aware of how people see him but isn’t bothered. Each time it comes around, it sounds more like he’s reclaiming the word “guest” and turning it into something defiant rather than insulting. He’s not leaving, and he’s not afraid to take up space in a culture that tries to push him away.

After that, he explains that he doesn’t want to live like mainstream rappers. He doesn’t want to spend wildly, chase trends, or act in ways he sees as fake or destructive. He’s not interested in the lifestyle they brag about. He doesn’t want to rap like them, party like them, or pretend to be something he’s not. He’s comfortable saying he’s not impressed by them, and he doesn’t need their approval to keep doing what he does. He made his own lane, and he’s sticking to it.

Near the end, he uses a metaphor of breaking into a house to show how persistent he is. Since people won’t let him in the front door, he’ll climb fences, pick locks, and make himself at home anyway. He jokes about making a mess, eating the food, and skipping the rent — basically showing that he doesn’t care if the hip-hop community is annoyed by him. If they already call him a guest, then he’ll act like one who isn’t going anywhere. He sees their anger as pointless, because he’s not leaving no matter how upset they get.

The final hook repeats the same message with the same attitude. He’s a “guest,” sure — but he’s one that isn’t intimidated, not apologizing, and not backing out. He’s settled into the house of hip-hop whether anyone likes it or not.