This is a song about "Nigger morphium"

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

I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer

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

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Guess i’m different than most

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

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

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

I miss the moment i had, people like this nigger stole it

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

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes