This is a song about "Spics"

I'll switch disks and make you frenchkiss a spics fist

No specific pick , no particular list.

But calling my friends n’s and spics, i take to offence.

They're slittin' their wrists, missiles hit, hittin' the picket fence,

Then your crew whats up with the world today

It's "damn niggers, "fuckin' spics", every single day,