This is a song about "Arab slag"

With every stereotype against us like we're trapped in a cage

Analyzing the arab ways , it wasn't right and it had to change/

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

What's real/ i want to tell you a story about a beautiful arab

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

Called me a slag but look who you talk to,

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

It disgused my whole arab family/ but he was the ticket over

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

I'll smash the cunt, and tell him to have a blunt before i slag him off

Growing up with an arab family , you'll never be happy.

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family