This is a song about "Snitch nigger"

If you speak about me, i'll know when you lie to me, i'll know when you snitch

Send me automatic no practice i ain't gotta aim just shoot that bitch

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

Try and say you're legit, i know that you're just a snitch,

‘fore he hit the room, hear a “vroom!” from the porsche bitch

Tripping on a bitch nah! criminal killing a snitch

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

But i'm cappin' these snitch chatting, crackheads.

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Lil nigger- you think pricks like a gold digger you're told

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

The snitch on the block be running for his life

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor