This is a song about "What are you about nigga"

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

All that tough talk, nigga we all know you ain't about shit

You must have joined the illuminati just to ball out

You get fucked up, cause you don't know what fitness is about

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Realizing you are about to be beat savagely.

Only chicken heads chicken out

Imma show you what im all about

Why are you talking about your gang

This the land of the white man

You are a goddamn idiot you nigga

How beautiful are thou, africa

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

You what in on that track like nigga who you know

My talent should take me places i've never been

And if it blast at ya chest, my nigga you are done