This is a song about "Racist"

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

That's why i cross the street. not 'cause i'm racist

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

I'm more insane than a rapist, or a stateless racist

Who you callin rapist

I'm ahead of the racist

People in those ghettoes are still victims of the racist cop shit,

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

So much disrespect, it's like we're all growin' racist,

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

No more taking shots at the blacks by these racist cops,

Because they're shaken 'round, taken down by racist police,

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease