This is a song about "Racial segragation"

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

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

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

Culture lost in a vortex of racial caricatures

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

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

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

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

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

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Judging one another just because of racial color.

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her