This is a song about "Anekah white"

That's how we make it right

Yeah my skin color is white,

Just a skinny white girl,

And he, what's his name, earl

White kid from suburbia

Oh yeah, pops got a visa

To take all those wrongs and make them right

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

Cut the fuckers up black or white

She like nigga yeah right

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

Weak disses calling me lame cause i'm white/

Even though she is rich, beautiful, and white

She might be goin' home with me tonight

Especially if you are fucking white.

Not only had the fiend died