This is a song about "Almost white"

Almost like my hand in a blender,

And i need this forever

Glad its almost over

My records sell, yes sir

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

I literally almost shit my pants/

My music is so good its almost therapeutic

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

Life's tryin to lap you

And hold up i'm almost through

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Almost lose control, lost sanity

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Almost kill and robbed from malice.