This is a song about "Nasty niggers"

Nasty new street slugger,

I stop and stare at the younger

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

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

I've been a pro, but now i'm profound

You're a nasty ass hound,

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

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

I don't give damn about grands see my mind's on a grammy

Kinda lame isn't it if this business isn't nasty?

Vial filled with... foul, nasty, filthy... vile bile,

Never can he mimic... maybe can admire

And i don't think homes

And nasty remains and bones