This is a song about "Putting a stop to racism"

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

This racism shit makes me want to slit my wrists

Now i'm not asking for there to be no racism

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Its sad to say that racism still persists today.

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

My objective is to stop to him call that a mission/

Boss is my position, i got the ammunition

I've seen trials and tribulations,was raised in a nation full of racism

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Its putting a whole weight on my shoulders

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

Stop the racism, stop the violence, stop the hate,

Where every recipient, property of the state