This is a song about "The genocide naton"

Start a war, genocide, but we're the parasite

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right

The bigger the the fun

We have nothing in common

Walter payton mercedez, sweetness in every ride

Your page right next to the holocaust and genocide

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Kept their pride, the genocide made them rich but they had it coming/

Saw the bombs on the news

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

As the tao converted the thief

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Where would i be without my dogs

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.