This is a song about "Racial people"

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

People steal, people die,

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Culture lost in a vortex of racial caricatures

I refuse to be another being on this earth

As i light one for ill will

Cause i'm leaving people

Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram

What can i say you gunna hate and use racial slang

This is the root of all evil

I'm a savior to these people,

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs