This is a song about "Ain t shit"

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

After he just got out, 15 years to count

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Nigeria inspired the talk drum

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t