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

Fake rappers are spotted whether black or white like dalmatians,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

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

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

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

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

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

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

That he can't obtain. like a black man in campaigne, sip champagne.

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Like the man in black but the voice stays golden

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

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

My bars are like a store on black friday