This is a song about "Racist kill die punch"

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Forget about the politicians cause we know they all racist

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

Everybody wearin' different colors like a racist,

Ain't nothing here minimal

Your punch lines are pitiful

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

Yeah, punch line after punch line, rhyme after rhyme/

Nearly homeless racist ignorant people, not making sense,

Yeah, i had this little bad thing something like them tens

Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest

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

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Punch the clock, click the pen