This is a song about "Blacks people"

But time and crime again i see blacks hurt blacks no need to turn back

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

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

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

Outer space every hour, every hour we blacks get devoured,

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition

Of the blacks and the whites all together, with no friction,

Okay man you do the drop

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

Maybe your kid won't attack the blacks

And all she wants is to dance

They bought me a used cadillac,a year later it was used to blast blacks,

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps