This is a song about "Jerome is a nigger"

This is a rap bout how real my life is

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

And there's little to be glad for

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

But now she went to jerome, a guy who lives alone,

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker

A true nigger that aint scared to pull trigger

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Just another dead nigger what the fuck do you expect from some one who

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you