This is a song about "Arab slag"

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Called me a slag but look who you talk to,

I bet that mirror gon show you

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

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

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

The cops lock up blacks for no reason, they live in a cage,