This is a song about "Nigger music"

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

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

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

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

You be on that stalker shit

...i make beautiful music,

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Got the passion for the music

Nigger this, whitey that man i don't understand it,

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

A true nigger that aint scared to pull trigger