This is a song about "Sweet niggers"

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

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

Professing they found one ready as this

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

It's not that sweet tasting

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Slayin bodies in sweet reticence

While scheming on hits

Ain't shit sweet but sixteens

I'm why baby mommas leave

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Look, i'm still talking to you baby