This is a song about "Jews and niggers"

Grab the scissors and saws and

And more than confident

Don't want to feed the jews,

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

World war one two, plague and dead jews i still got the souvenirs

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

While im dishing out all of their wishes and burnin em faster than niggers in

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

And remember what i said and

And get caught, in the moment

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement