POV: that racist kid walk-in round that street We bash him, we throw him off his feet racist adults around me (sidelines I made this bot apart of the album but because I was mad on what happened today) I’m hiding they never found me #drifgang standing still like a tree I have a dream No lotion no cream Living in a free world and no seeing cowards no lifers always facing the same thing again and again snitchin’ like a pussy lil bitch I always knew they would switch Always open that cake That looks fake whenever I slide Searching everywhere, where my ride? If you gonna get through something you gonna need to glide past it glide past it In rage I opened my book page dictionaries I bet you won’t be remembered in your own obituary canary yellow What a fine fellow look at people by their actions and not their skin colour I’m a nice lover but when you piss me off TICK ME OFF I don’t play attemptin’ to ruin my day I be ballin like 2pac Keep your head up but when did you ever stop Nah ‘Chorus’ I always knew I had some sort of issues sometimes I had to bring out the tissues personal club collection everyone take one I don’t have a gun Let’s make a pun I’m annoyed not destroyed Not to be toyed around not around the pound nah it’s always that same racist people I swear bro whats next the kkk arriving to my house self defence one and only survivor azure dri$$in at the spot