This is a song about "Racist pakistan"

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

With rappers, crack and gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

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

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

Stupid racist jokes can surprise you like a pop quiz

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram

And so the soldiers, gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

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

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

You racist degrading hipsters can't fight dangerous cases,

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

My ink pen so racist,

If i lost you be patient

Nowadays if you challenge race and class, that's racist,

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