This is a song about "Racists"

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Racists raised us and caged us in with this misplaced hate,

Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Away with racists and discrimination

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

And look at the motherfucking popes, they virulent racists,

So here i am at the store for some chips

And spit it back in the faces of you racists

And look at the motherfucking popes, they virulent racists,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks