This is a song about "Hating blacks"

Got niggas that be hating

I know the road i'm taking

I say u jus keep hating

Let my angel sing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Your xbox is my new playstation,with you she stay hating

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

The blacks and whites were segregated, separated flawlessly,

Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Talkin' about hangin' peeps, and killin' blacks.

Not only am i here to talk the treatment of blacks,

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

Actually i'm on welfare and poor, smack 'em, live with blacks,

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks