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

No more taking shots at the blacks by these racist cops,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

For blacks and the whites, but these kids hear us slaughter cops,

If you're beggin for mercy ya barkin up the wrong tree, rap obviously ain't yo cup of tea

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

I do this for those with no voice to show, their miserable.

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

No more deceiving from the blacks, whites, puerto ricans,

Back in the day the south showed no mercy for blacks

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

The crime game? bully for no gains, you the only one, to show pain,

So get ready for my rap show

Silly bitches gon' follow