This is a song about "Black people are better"

Other people are wringin their hands

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

People call me black but i think it is whack

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

Its better than dissing people for no reason

I want to fight the music on this one

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

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

Black magic crack addicts, better wear a flak jacket,

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

There are people in better positions than i am

Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man

You people better believe i'm far from finished

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

So many people are dyin'

Magic city tipping them