This is a song about "Nigger hater"

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Damn now im being labeled as a hater

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

I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor

We just looking in the mirror

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

There must be another route, way out

Because there's always a hater just around

Good love then i can do that for her

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

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

Your rolling papers i'm burning paper, but i'm just wording hater!

Okay then how bout i go mad and say the waord nigger,

Oh what a cold world for a broke nigga--it's bitter

I'm a battenberg nigger that plays for high stakes./

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves