This is a song about "Fuck em niggers"

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Fuck the constitution im a shoot em take over n loot em

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Fuck the haters i don't hear em' they think there dictators but

I tell em fuck off cuz im fifteen already addicted to nicotine,

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

While im dishing out all of their wishes and burnin em faster than niggers in

But for my homies, fuck 'em, projects, man, it's best to lie,

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

Fuck a censor and a critic, i'll kill em

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Fuck a personal foul, i'm just hurtin' 'em now

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

I shut em down, you fuck around, meet ya maker