This is a song about "Racial profiling"

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

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

This racial thing has gone too far today

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Culture lost in a vortex of racial caricatures

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

What can i say you gunna hate and use racial slang

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

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

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

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