This is a song about "Black bastard"

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Fat bastard ill shackle ya/and rattle ur chains

Chasing them checks, nike work

Are you a cunt, sap or bastard?

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

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

I run through my life as just a little bastard,

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

'case a nigga get haphazard and start thinkin bout robbin a light skin bastard

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

That'll be another bastard growin up in the suburbs

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Drunken bastard from a bar

The hotels we staying in twelve star

You made me wanna

I'm the bastard son of a