This is a song about "Blacks people"

Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques

Maybe your kid won't attack the blacks

No more deceiving from the blacks, whites, puerto ricans,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

The blacks and whites were segregated, separated flawlessly,

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

On an everyday basis, play with racist hate, and blacks offend,

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

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

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

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

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance