This is a song about "Being bullied and pulling through"

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

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

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Overrules and real cruel to a race that was bullied for 55 years

Tell your girls, to come join our table

Of being rich and powerful

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

And we still got kids pulling out blades and kitchen knives/

I can do better without you

And hold up i'm almost through

That happen to act like a black president

Let's pretend he wasn't bullied and he had him a friend,

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Kinda like retards and being caucasian