This is a song about "Parshav is a nigger"

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

And this is only a taste

Malcolm sex is still a

So when ya see me nigga

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

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

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

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

My life is all a daze

You're that secret place

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

Life is a game of chess and mine is on a stalemate