This is a song about "Niggas and crackers"

A specimen of crackers

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

I'm fucking asthmatic, my records problematic

Spasmatic, slappin' faggot crackers, we attract static,

And a niggas want me back

My four-four's givin payback

The world looking out, they on the front row

And we type of niggas that'll smash and pass a hoe

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

And yall niggas right the flow