This is a song about "Racial hatred"

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

Dont you dare gimme the hatred look in your eye

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Portraits of self hatred painted to worship

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

I have no hatred, i'm not naming no names

Judging one another just because of racial color.

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Culture lost in a vortex of racial caricatures

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

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

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

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