This is a song about "German immigrants"

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Shittin' on bitches like my fetishes are german,

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

German procrasinator, better invest in a nest to survive to be the best,

You're faker than a german hot-dog with no mustard,

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Immigrants to have impotence