This is a song about "Being a nigger"

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

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

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

Visualizing being a college graduate,

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

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

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,

Too afraid of being a loser

And i just want to hold her