This is a song about "Sae racist chant"

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

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

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

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

That dance about, chant his name and insanely clap hands.

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Stupid racist jokes can surprise you like a pop quiz

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

Don't mean to be impatient

My ink pen so racist,

Forget about the politicians cause we know they all racist

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Curb stomp your face, racist

She leave her hair in the sink