This is a song about "Nazi s"

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

It´s the battle of life

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Black woman you cold

S queezys very bold

Focus let me show you the light

Fuckin nazi, this crowd ain't your type