This is a song about "Racist fuck"

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

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

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

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

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

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

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

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Taking the shots with, the gats from a racist obnoxious youth,

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

And how the fuck do these racist actions go unseen?!

On an everyday basis, play with racist hate, and blacks offend,

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell