This is a song about "Light skinned dudes"

Then pass the bong (to who?) oh my crude dudes

Whole crew, roll through, got more green than whole foods

I was showed da moves, schooled by the olda dudes.

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

Charring fools like barbecue food when i spar with dudes,

Talking about the god you serve

That means you dudes are losers!

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Just today i was sitting with my dudes

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

Giving up, is what these dudes outta do

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

Between being skinned alive and bathed in acid