This is a song about "Polices show no mercy for blacks"

Back in the day the south showed no mercy for blacks

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

The cops lock up blacks for no reason, they live in a cage,

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

I promise i wont show no mercy, your gonna have to deal with the curse in me

Phony is unfocused no mercy on the street

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Of the blacks and the whites all together, with no friction,

But ion show no love g

What them tippers don't see

That scary love, never get married love

I show no mercy to opponents,

For mercy if i don't get no i won't show no

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow