This is a song about "Racist kill die punch"

Who you callin rapist

My ink pen so racist,

Chasing money in the city of crime

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

Bass drop, low end is a gut punch

Man but this ain't no sign language

I'm gonna deliver that killer punch

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

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

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Ay you. watch out for my lyrical punch

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Everybody wearin' different colors like a racist,