This is a song about "Racist idiots"

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

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

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Fucking idiots, you say crap to people with different faith

If i lost you be patient

I'm ahead of the racist

She leave her hair in the sink

My ink pen so racist,

The doctor has arrived just be patient

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

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Idiots tryna get intimate, doesn't matter who they did it with.

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

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

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

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift