This is a song about "Mildly autistic niggers"

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

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

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

If you just simply read his verse you can tell he's so autistic

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Apparently i'm autistic-ish, does it show? maybe

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

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

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

I put that shit on my man

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams