This is a song about "Stained niggers"

As his blood dripped and stained on my palms

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

So if i talk down to a man

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

Coughing up octane, slick and smooth tongs stained

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

He bled out all over my bed, and stained the sheets.

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Dressed in your jizzed stained rags

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.