A white guy tranna act like a black
Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag
She gotta hold her head up high
Plant a seed, kiss this guy
These haters hope i hurry up and die
Make you think i'm a silly guy
Because i'm turning over a new page,
See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change
My pockets got paper on paper
There used to be a guy named undertaker
Learned to hustle from a guy named mel
Got four underneath the old-school as well
He's a hero, a cool guy and a fool
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
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