This is a song about "Roasting asains about their race"

When rappers spit about the hoes their mouth is blown to smithereens

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Got a bad taste from this hate-based race i hope they got their necks braced

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

Even when i'm serious,nobody jokes when they tell about their future,fuck you all,

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

Slow and steady wins the race,

Looking for them better days

Never can i straight face

It feels like a big race,

Stop the boasting our i start roasting and toasting

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

All they care about is getting you outta their way,

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

Talk about race and class instead of profit makin',

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin