This is a song about "Being a nigger"

And my wish is to have everything

Or was i just a desolate being

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Im being a bit over dramatic?

I believed in a higher being.

Now this is what i call an evening

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Lil nigger- you think pricks like a gold digger you're told

There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

And this money handsome, ain't that a panty anthem

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Gift and a curse, the center of attention