racks

How?
We claim we're real niggas
Sayin that we tote guns and our racks are gettin bigger
Anyone who steppin, we wanna plug the trigger
Yellin I want a bad bitch, better if she thicker.
Why can't we end all of these shinanagins
And focussing on the the bandagin
Of our nation.
Let us stop the hatin
I know we can't be perfect but at least if we tried
Connected our hearts with our minds
Instead of tryin to be "fly"!
Then maybe, just maybe
We could end unnatural dyin

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