This is a song about "Civil rights act of 1964"

Killers walk free, countries having civil wars,

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

I'm everything that they call nice

But i defend the civil liberties

But he's not civil, atb'll make your girls ass jiggle

These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Go against mr. platinum, it must be the act of masochist

Y'all niggas act like bitches, stacking riches, extra sets of chromosomes,

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Consolidation of rights leads to fabrication

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

High on brownies, fly on frownies, die froma suicidal act of spiritual kindness.