This is a song about "Evil bastard"

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

You gangster acting bastard.

Never wrong at any level

Money is the root of evil.

All i can see is evil,

Lady at the frank stand will

Nowhere else to put the evil.

As i light one for ill will

The church is so fucking evil

We don't believe you, you need more people

Bastard who seems like a

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Slight work, light work

Once i met a bastard

Or i could be the father you and you could be the bastard

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb