Ugh, I’m loadin’ teffs in my mag
(Testify for me)
Peace to those brothers
(Testify for me)
That’s what you claim, right
The pale horse is the future
And sent 3 cracker Nazis to hell and I’m sad
You buy my songs
I think you scared, I don’t think you prepared, yeah
I know these devils are mad
But would you ride with me?
(Testify for me)
You buy my songs
Wanna shout out, my man Sherm, the worm
I just burnt my American flag
(Testify for me)
80 years, come home, nigga, come home, niggas, uh
(Testify for me)
Fuck y'all little, little hoe bitches
I heard y'all was downloadin’ it
Do you know what I’m askin’ you?
(Testify for me)
Would you testify with some realness like that?
To send these redneck biggots some death in a bag
Wow, wow
(Testify for me)
Like I’m your man who be exposin’ shit
And get your game tight
And get your aim right
Like a William Cooper who told you
Comin’ to concerts singin’ ho and shit
Would you testify?
Testify for me
Choke him out with his confederate flag
Don't buy my songs, you don’t roll with it
I don’t need y’all, I’ll go gold with it
Little rap fans that live way out in safe suburbia
You know what I’m askin’ you do
Would you stand with me, a United States murderer, ha?
You understand my struggle
