This is a song about "The patriarchy"

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Nigga fuck the black and whites

I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger

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

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

Saw the bombs on the news

With women with issues

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

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

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Down the street to the car,

Young money, d-town's all star