This is a song about "Nigger king"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Because you gotta finish a paper

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

While drowning you i'm crowned king,

Lil nigger- you think pricks like a gold digger you're told

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Dare ya, take out the king/

Or the chick leaving

Gonna be the flexed zig king

Fuck it, im leaving

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

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

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

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her