This is a song about "Fuck racist"

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Because they're shaken 'round, taken down by racist police,

And i'll declare lyrical war, on this racist dumbass.

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Amazing how they raise us to be racist against our people,

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

People in those ghettoes are still victims of the racist cop shit,

So much disrespect, it's like we're all growin' racist,

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

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

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

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

You're talking to one of the greatest