This is a song about "Brown vs board of education rosa park"

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

Three large carts full of tards crammed into an amusement park,

Lack of education and ignorance's the same thang,

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

You're uncool like my mother kin

Of a higher education

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

I'm flying big, my rhymes are going out of the park

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

Plenty of space to park

Know give me a head start