This is a song about "Racial"

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

Let's pretend he never was the victim of racial hate,

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

So close i could give flip a play

This racial thing has gone too far today

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Culture lost in a vortex of racial caricatures

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

What can i say you gunna hate and use racial slang

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

Judging one another just because of racial color.

Let's pretend he never was the victim of racial hate,

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid