This is a song about "Isreal and arabs"

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Whites blacks asians arabs jews and latinos

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Living young and wild and free

Mama made her pretty

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Nine eleven cant tell between arabs and indians

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And kill yourself and your clique

African queen got what you need