This is a song about "Racial hatred"

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Those police have racial bias, they put liquor in the ghetto,

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Here you are, justifying hatred, spiritually wrong,

But you can call me hatred, or devastation

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

By any means necessary get campaign right

Arguing into the night, hatred at the sight,

What can i say you gunna hate and use racial slang

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

But now my rage and anger builds up with hatred

But i like you like..like a lil bit

But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred i had

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad