This is a song about "Racist idiots"

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

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

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

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

I go, in when i start putting words out

And laugh at these idiots walking around

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

Stupid racist jokes can surprise you like a pop quiz

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Forget about the politicians cause we know they all racist

Brought this shit to fruition, took my niggas to vegas

You racist degrading hipsters can't fight dangerous cases,

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

The anonymity of the internet makes idiots brave

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

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist