This is a song about "White fuckers"

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Trying to stop us fuckers, you may try

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

I dnt no where you muther fuckers have been

I'mma go to war with the devil 'til we're even

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Mother fuckers they are just in it for greed,

Wake up these fuckers sleepin' on me, quit snorin'.

John rocket atlanta's bravest know that i'm awesome

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

Trying to stop us fuckers, you may try

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

And my clique make that dinero, so it's time to meet the fuckers

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve