This is a song about "Fuck niggers"

Fuck your criteria

Oh yeah, pops got a visa

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

Soon as the stooly sings

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Talking of the gods you serve

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck

I'm everything that they call nice

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Fuckty fuck fuck, lets rip shit up and fuck,

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.