This is a song about "Concentration camps"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Mutant passage,i am breathin gases of concentration

I'm popping rubber bands

Straight out of rap's fittest camps

I have to remind myself to not loose concentration

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

But speak softly, else you'll break my concentration

My talent should take me places i've never been

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Concentration is key, can't have an interference

Rhyming skills and concentration

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Leave you captured in fascist camps with death traps