This is a song about "Racist rap"

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

And i'll declare lyrical war, on this racist dumbass.

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

And how the fuck do these racist actions go unseen?!

You racist degrading hipsters can't fight dangerous cases,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Curb stomp your face, racist

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

That shit's in human genetics to be a racist at heart,

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

Amazing how they raise us to be racist against our people,

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

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

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

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