This is a song about "Black bastard"

A bastard patiently waiting for his plan, to unfold

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

In that time i'll be just great being a bastard,

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Look, she so stingy with vagina

I'm the bastard son of a

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

If real shit is dead then nigga i'm a bastard

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

That'll be another bastard growin up in the suburbs

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Not a bastard but inglorious

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Compare me too that bastard pot head