This is a song about "True nigger"

He ain't give a fuck about you

I'm a killa it's true

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Play with life like a game, so i'm a nigger with my own spinner

It's like we were not true

Raised by a momma who, who

There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Assuring lines were true

I'm coming home with you

My dreams started coming true

It may be not the same for you

Ima stay real and stay true

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Just another dead nigger what the fuck do you expect from some one who

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you