This is a song about "Nazi mods"

A rebel and a cop, savior and a nazi when it comes to rap/

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Jungle fever for the night

Fuckin nazi, this crowd ain't your type

When my competition ain't much

Bout to do some mods right after lunch

I drop bombs like a nazi pilot it's kamikaze now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Where's all the paparazzi? hair on my arm raisin like my pops was a nazi

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

Your dream movie? i'm the clearest copy

Puffing the bomb green watch me i'm a nazi,