This is a song about "Pussy niggers"

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

Turn that pussy into a geyser

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Said she had nice pussy

Lord knows you've been busy

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

Sorry this pussy is fragile

This bag is from seattle

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

I think you're a pussy

We're living in a fantasy