This is a song about "Black dudes"

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Charring fools like barbecue food when i spar with dudes,

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

I was showed da moves, schooled by the olda dudes.

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Everyday thinking faster than dudes at jimmy

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Quick flipping up sexy back

Top dropped down, black on black

My noxious raps lean you dudes with overdoses

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

Annoyed with you rapping dudes

Still got my nike boots

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

Then pass the bong (to who?) oh my crude dudes