This is a song about "Blacks can t rap"

Rap can be an outlet, but ‘till these parents let go,

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

If the rap community can learn to coexist

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

We can talk things over a little a while

The one who can´t even show a real smile

If we can rap thats all that matters,

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

And you let blacks kill blacks rockefeller was tall

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Sneak up on attack

I rap the best i can

Well goddamn, now i be the man