This is a song about "Nigger bitch"

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Just another dead nigger what the fuck do you expect from some one who

But c-can't look up in that mirror

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker