This is a song about "Shooting blacks"

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Like me, when i'm shooting for the stars/

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

The blacks and whites were segregated, separated flawlessly,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

A lil' closer let me see you in the spot light

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

But time and crime again i see blacks hurt blacks no need to turn back

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.

Gangsters robbin', shooting back, mama's sobbing pedals,

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples