This is a song about "The holocaust"

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

And aim all of my drive by's at holocaust survivors.

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Saw the bombs on the news

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

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

I put these poems all in these songs

I bring the heat like the

You made me wanna

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

I'm a metaphorical hitler, i'll turn the mainstream into the holocaust

Cause a riot, throw a molotov, somebody told me them pirates had got lost