This is a song about "The jews"

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Whites blacks asians arabs jews and latinos

The more battles the better the flows

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Its cold as shit in this booth

Don't want to feed the jews,

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

From critical news to germans burning jews

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Baby you're the one

The bigger the the fun