This is a song about "Blacks are the true heros"

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

Yeah, the pains of growing old are physical but mental, true

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

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

You stomped on the blacks, took 'em, made it harder,

The blacks with the gays, man it's two bad troubles,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

And blacks have stereotypes portrayed by the media,

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

I make the heros turn into zero because no one can fuck with me yo

Prejudice fuck the blacks and the whites

When i get my hands on nines