This is a song about "Fernando the racist"

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

They bumping, playin' racist tapes, yo we all make mistakes,

Light the j like racist light the cross and then i face it

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Nowadays if you challenge race and class, that's racist,

Without the racist hicks and ghetto thugs jackin' bikes,

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

I hate to break the racist hate up to ya, but i'm beaten up,

I'm ahead of the racist

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Taking the shots with, the gats from a racist obnoxious youth,

I decided my pride is just why i resist

The stand your ground laws, jim crow, just as racist,