This is a song about "Being a nigger"

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

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

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

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

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

Growin up all i wanted was a father figure

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Visualizing being a college graduate,

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

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

Play with life like a game, so i'm a nigger with my own spinner

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her