This is a song about "Colonization partition india bangladesh pakistan hindus muslims great migration gandhi non violent resistance and effects of british rule"

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

We sit back and relax and watch 'em make violent crimes,

And visual acuity yeah no this is real rap non of that synthetic

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

And remember my rule

Forever and ever i talk, non stop,

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

On top dubia, india. stop to buy india

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

And gave you a bag of lays i hope they taste great

Though we were some muslims, had to have our bread and meat

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat