This is a song about "Racist boy"

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

The stand your ground laws, jim crow, just as racist,

If i lost you be patient

I'm ahead of the racist

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

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

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

And i'll declare lyrical war, on this racist dumbass.

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised