This is a song about "Nigger dicks"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

They all see my life from a childish position

So drop the slam and let's get sick

Like two dicks and no chick

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

Turtle dicks comb my hair

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Ain't riding, dicks so stop, siding, don't swap

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

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

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence