This is a song about "Stupid racists"

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

And drastic movement of people acting stupid

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

I can't believe i fell for his stupid act- this stupid trap-

Really your so stupid

See i let my nigga split that

This a lil change trick

How dare you call me stupid!

And look at the motherfucking popes, they virulent racists,

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

You just stupid guy and hang around with stupid guys

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

We never tattle, let god handle that

Even though you know it is stupid

My rap does sound stupid,

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit