This is a song about "Brutality on blacks"

Don't be afraid, its always gonna be a brutality

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

He insane, already gone madblames himself for his setbacks

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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Like rodney king, latasha, and the victims of brutality,

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Start of with ya fingers huh, sounds good to me so sit back an watch the brutality,

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

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

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

The blacks and whites were segregated, separated flawlessly,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Whites blacks asians arabs jews and latinos

But then he comes back, fucking brutality

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free