This is a song about "Racism ways"

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

This racism shit makes me want to slit my wrists

They say that i never cease to amaze

All the the errors of our ways,

Racism stands tall with his smoking gun, a child's life stolen

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

Racism bullets being shot in every which way

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Just all them fucking low life teacher ways.

We went our separate ways

Move like i’m walking with an open case

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

I'm just trying to learn better ways

Aww lost in my past ways

But i'm not in the first place