This is a song about "Black people stink"

I never wore a kufi, ignore my religion

Black people get followed it stores, mindless locked in prison,

But i think they stink like poo

Swear i'm trying to get through

People call me black but i think it is whack

So gold albums or not, i did affect rap

And daddy's in the cadillac

We kung-fu that jack black/

Entity of eternal freedom were black people strode

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Walking around like my shit don't stink

In fact, they stink like the stuff dat oozes on a girl pad.

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that