This is a song about "Niggers on my lawn"

Reminiscent of hova feminists hover around me 'cause i kill women with a lawn mower/

Slit sparks with a razor, hooked up to a taser, so as im slicing her i can tase her

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Only time you've seen green is when you mow your lawn

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

And we don't know no right from wrong

You get money from mowin-the lawn

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

While im dishing out all of their wishes and burnin em faster than niggers in

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans