This is a song about "Devin the fagget"

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

The savage with the statics

The holy war, the spiritual troops

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Fuck swag, nigga i got ambition

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

The bigger the the fun

Work straight out the kitchen