This is a song about "Stereotype"

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

With every stereotype against us like we're trapped in a cage

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

Stereotype for a faulty hype bragging about smoking chill just hit the pipe

Verse full of stereotype reference, get a sense

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz