This is a song about "They hate my music"

I was playing with guns

I hate it when they card asians

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

Found a peaceful home with my poetry and music

Well don't fake the music, cos i hate the sound

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Mentirosos, they hate mexicans!

African queen got what you need

Now i'm at my music peak

Before, music reflected my feelings,

Before we see it's hard to live

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan

They say it's rude, abuse it, this music, i use it, stupid,

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick