This is a song about "Blacks are evil"

The blacks and whites were segregated, separated flawlessly,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Not only am i here to talk the treatment of blacks,

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.

Buzz it, like my very first day in here

Using blacks of course was of wide appeal

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

With this shit comes evil and of course the guns, the ones that are lethal.

Disguised as nice but true evil

We don't believe you, you need more people

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

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

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.