This is a song about "An ugly black and skall boy"

An this dude pussy fuck this ugly ass critter

Before a nigga signed i had a healthier liver

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Part two and it only gets more ugly,

Turned a boy into an atheist with life books rewritten/

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

I'll start an invasion with ugly caucasians

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

I dont need to be a black boy to bust this rhyme or the need

Or let the mob handle that

And oh boy is it limited

Got one, got two, three, four girls

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

A white boy rapping yeah that could shock an electric eel