This is a song about "White fuckers"

What goes around comes around mother fuckers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

Clever mother fuckers, with satellites that hover,

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

I came back and the fuckers killed brother

Trying to stop us fuckers, you may try

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Fake fuckers, who freeze up when there's trouble,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

But nobody cares about ém, son bow down now, fuckers, ether nigga

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

You fuckers hella fat, like whales imma bout to beach you

Cut the fuckers up black or white

But there's nothing else inside