This is a song about "How nathan is a gigga nigga"

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

Saying how life is circle, stuck in a roundabout

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Cant fuck wit a broke nigga or a snitch nigga

If real shit is dead then nigga i'm a bastard

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Nigga on a roll, my soul is fuckin empty

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

How i am to feel about a white boy calling me nigga,

My flow is somethin like a church and every verse a confession nigga!

Your fucking mouth and listen to what im talking about because my life is like a

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

Explicit is how i spit it shitting on em like a pidgeon

The science and the art, africa

Your shit is whack, nigga