This is a song about "Massacre of jews"

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

You witnessing a massacre

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

I certainly would not be killing up to a million jews

This is the massacre i wasn't gonna do this then you dared me

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

The bitches is everything in between

Jews killed, christians convert, and muslims are extreme

4-3... yea, remember that please

Top of my pile of bodies

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Unlike most of mine they a bunch a jews

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

You're pleas for mercy wont stop this massacre