This is a song about "Fucking nigger"

Be fucking specific

But see i planned a trip

Can’t take no more of your shit cause i can do better without you

Just another dead nigger what the fuck do you expect from some one who

Huh, i can't interpret her

Fucking painting picture

On this fucking world may be the fucking underworld

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Like animals rutting, loving, lusting, fucking,

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

See, i like the person that you are

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

In a collision, i see their ambition

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Dry land , but its my fucking