This is a song about "Activist"

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Nah i aint the black activist

I'm a half-assed activist that preaches but never practices,

Sick, spit a pandemic, crack and cancer mixed with cannabis

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Activist i'm a fighter i'm a writer

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

You sound like a lazy wanna be activist throwing a fit

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

A half-assing activist who preaches, never practices,

See i do what i can cuz i'm an educated activist,

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Dammit kid i'm an activist fucking fifths

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

I’m a verbal activist who knows he's a savage spic,