This is a song about "Racists"

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

And look at the motherfucking popes, they virulent racists,

Let em marinate, you forever late

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

Put the racists and the ratchets on a spaceship and then launch it

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Away with racists and discrimination

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

The faces of all these ratchets and hypocritics and racists,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

And look at the motherfucking popes, they virulent racists,