This is a song about "Offensive things"

Scholars and scientists now conceive that africa is the first place of mankind

Yeah there's some distaste up in my rhymes and i'm offensive and i'm blind,

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

Fights break out because of the little things

While scheming on hits

That going through some things

Cause real niggas do real things

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Soon enough i want those gold things

Soon as the stooly sings

What preceded was the clue

Nor all the things you do.

Couldn't understand why things

When you spill out hits

Now i'm thinkin about doin some bad things

Silicone bitches got the confidence