This is a song about "Lynch niggers"

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.

A dog nigga, ballin' bitch

Im a beast call me marshawn lynch

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

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

It's been a hell of a journey for me man

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets