This is a song about "Dissing black people"

Im dissing fags over

Bitch i'm from the motor, motor

Black people get followed it stores, mindless locked in prison,

I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million

Constantly raising tension with more dissing,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

People call me black but i think it is whack

This dissing and criticism isn't

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

You wouldn't be missing if you weren't dissing

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

"how can hopsin be the one that he's dissing?"

Most people hear me rap thinking i'm black nothing wrong with that

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back