This is a song about "Blacks are evil"

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Cause they are too many innocent blacks n' latins in prison.

Nowhere else to put the evil.

We don't believe you, you need more people

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Actually i'm on welfare and poor, smack 'em, live with blacks,

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

Almost cried right on the spot

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.

Maybe your kid won't attack the blacks

We getting money, you can face the facts