This is a song about "Arab slag"

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

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

I sit on the stage, no rows at my shows, i live in a cage,

Wonder if they take it all back

Thinking about you, you slag

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

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

Called me a slag but look who you talk to,

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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