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

A master plan to control the mind of a black man

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

So many young black males are incarcerated in jail,

I'm not used to be around black people, that what's worries me

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

Im a true black man rap is my game,

I live my life in tha fast lane

No one notice your plight

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

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

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Its hard for a black man on the streets

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats