This is a song about "Nazis cocaine"

Come and see what i'm about, pull your hair you say my name

I take my victims in lines like when i'm snortin' cocaine

What up girl, tell me how you been

Sniffin cocaine like sarah palin

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

You liberace's, versace's, and you nazis,

"well, theres some crack cocaine"

Balling, but it’s not a game

Your match is made, now stutter and quake, like you did cocaine

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same