Niggah they call you and
Niggah you call yourself
And wonder why nobody treats you like a man
If you could understand and see what I see
Niggah you wouldn’t act like and
Niggah you would not be
But you’re too high to see
I’m looking for a king to get high righteously
Between my loving arms
With a strong Black family
No king could cheat, steal and lie
Disrespect his woman, himself and his tribe
To elevate himself to a crack Hades high
The Devil has known your body
Bought and paid for your soul
Still don’t know your name
Yet he’s calling you ... Niggah....Niggah.....Niggah
Meet me in this Hades high
Forget your family and your tribe
Forget your missing crown
Get up get down get funky hiiiiigh...Niggah!
No black man would ever answer
For no black man could ever hear
The Devil’s calling you, calling you Niggah
    Calling you Niggah
Want’s your soul... Singing... I got five on it
    Don’t you want it? Niggah!
You are his ho and he’s fucking you good...
Like a real pimp should
Sucking, consuming your African seeds and your health
Got you creeping with stealth
Quick to relieve a brother of wealth
Ho chose his pimp, still he don’t know your name
Take another hit Niggah... introduce yourself!!!