This is a song about "Murda niggers"

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

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

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

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

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

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

It's all over now, take it like a man

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

Big shit popping, i'm the man