This is a song about "Black man are not acepted"

Across the news are young black males, no stroke of luck,

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Yo mamas so black her tits are filled with grape flavored silicone

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Which you know i'm different, right

The do’s and don’ts are black and white

Are you afraid of a thug? you're not man enough

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

I spit that real hip hop, youd think my lips are black

Niggas in the street scared

Man, i'm not even incest,

But its enticing to see your not with a black woman

But it was africa the continent we all came from

That i will leave earth with her

I may not look like a black rapper