This is a song about "Blacks girls"

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

The blacks and whites were segregated, separated flawlessly,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

The blacks and whites were segregated, separated flawlessly,

Almost cried right on the spot

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

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

For blacks and the whites, but these kids hear us slaughter cops,

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

Back in the day the south showed no mercy for blacks

But got love for them girls

You just trynna be haters

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

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