This is a song about "Hating blacks"

Separated, me from the ones that was hating

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

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

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Whites blacks asians arabs jews and latinos

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

This goes out to anybody still hating

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

I say u jus keep hating

In my drawsring, ring, ring

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

And you let blacks kill blacks rockefeller was tall