This is a song about "Police racial profiling"

Let's pretend he never was the victim of racial hate,

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Those police have racial bias, they put liquor in the ghetto,

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Culture lost in a vortex of racial caricatures

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

Let's pretend he never was the victim of racial hate,

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Police got me zooming

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing