This is a song about "Nigger black dick"

I ask myself "how will you write when you suffering writers block nigger?"

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Don’t you be holding back

The villian’s back and venom black

And i thought i was black

Wonder if they take it all back

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.

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

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir