This is a song about "Bye nigger"

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Whats gone bye bye history these blurry visions are tunneling

I ask myself "how will you write when you suffering writers block nigger?"

Wittier than any nigga, sicker then a wino kidney liver

Damn is your mattress dry

Up in your driveway, say bye bye

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,