This is a song about "Blacks being killed"

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Fuck all the blacks and fuck all the motherfuckin whites

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Whites blacks asians arabs jews and latinos

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

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

Using blacks of course was of wide appeal

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Being used to me was like a fashion trait or being killed inside like the assassin snake

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

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

I lived with poor blacks and poor whites in their neighborhoods,

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof