This is a song about "Fuckin niggers"

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

I'm gonna fuckin stand again.

When i get to warwick avenue

I just fuckin smile at you

Man that was fuckin bad

Ha my mojo back

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

They fuckin overproduce

And still got my nike boots

You were my fuckin' hero

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks