This is a song about "Disgusting blacks"

Not only am i here to talk the treatment of blacks,

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

And everyone said that shits disgusting

And now the present got you struggling

He say, she say, oh my god

Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

While i was being a burden seeming disgusting

Actually i'm on welfare and poor, smack 'em, live with blacks,

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

Now turn around and let me see just what you curve like

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.

But time and crime again i see blacks hurt blacks no need to turn back

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad