This is a song about "My nigger my nigger"

I miss the moment i had, people like this nigger stole it

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

I'm a battenberg nigger that plays for high stakes./

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

A true nigger that aint scared to pull trigger

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Play with life like a game, so i'm a nigger with my own spinner

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My streaks my testament.

Clap two times if you drunk