This is a song about "Risi is a nigger"

And this is only a taste

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.

That's what a public offense is

Ships that sail to distant places

I miss the moment i had, people like this nigger stole it

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit