This is a song about "Racist bitch"

Kid's aren't born racist but they are born ignorant

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

You know i stick to the script

Curb stomp your face, racist

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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

Don't mean to be impatient

My ink pen so racist,

Everybody wearin' different colors like a racist,

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

Amazing how they raise us to be racist against our people,

I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs

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