This is a song about "A white kid"

I'm tired of being a stale white punk ass kid, that raps about poppin off the pill lid,

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Sorry i rap with a strange kid

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

You still dont want to test me, average white kid, on the inside

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Im just a goofy poofy white kid who enjoys smoking pot

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

You in debt to the game success is expected

I'm a ghost, white as sheet

I need to beat

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Let's pretend he was never beat up as a white kid,