This is a song about "Racial hatred"

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

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Once you successful they relentlessly givin you hatred

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

I got something you've been waiting for

Hatred, drugs, hey no one can live there life sober

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

"25 to life" and this hatred of mine

But now my rage and anger builds up with hatred

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

And now it's stupid, seen as foolish, wonder 'bout the racial lines,