This is a song about "Focking niggas and racist coons"

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

Niggas smokin paper and leaf

I'm ahead of the racist

You know i stick to the script

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

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

If i lost you be patient

My ink pen so racist,

With gin and tonic, the grim logic, we're racist against,

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt