This is a song about "Blacks are evil"

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Back in the day the south showed no mercy for blacks

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

But for every evil theres a good, so are we normal even if we do as the strange do?

They're my bombs that are in your palms that are evil when you need

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

When your an assassin of evil spreading diseases that are lethal

Using blacks of course was of wide appeal

Metro zoo in here, with my crew in here

People are evil, the weak are feeble, lack meat...

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed