This is a song about "23323"

Our skin may be different, that don't mean be ignorant,

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

But i'm ready to help make things right,

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

Aye, that's right, i'm white, but i'm not looking for a fight,

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

We call each other homie g,

On they twitter writing novels, see

Everyday you and me, we will succeed,

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

At least i'd be stable, yeah, slightly less popular

Hey brother hope you been checking up our mother,

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

We just need to see, what you and i could be,

So, just tell me something about yourself

Because tonight we fight, not for oil or wealth,