This is a song about "A weird blonde kid"

I'm a slave to my own rage, no blonde in this world is safe.

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Showed it to john mccain, said it wasn't crooked

God better forbid that i have a kid,

Just a kid tranna rap

Well, i can handle that

Cuz you both white and blonde?

And inside they think rap's soft

Of a kid with no exuberance

I never fit in with them light skins

Just a little sprung but don't call me on your period

A tolerance is built for most folks but not the coppers kid