This is a song about "Police shooting blacks"

And you let blacks kill blacks rockefeller was tall

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Back in the day the south showed no mercy for blacks

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

The blacks and whites were segregated, separated flawlessly,

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

Maybe your kid won't attack the blacks

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Now of days people will be shooting,

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.

Living my life like i'm living right