This is a song about "By he s"

Ridiculed by everyone "he's white how can he play sports."

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

He lives of food vendors and shelters, rendered by grouts that reckon,

He makes sure to show them, inch by fucking inch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Trying hard to speak and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Guess who this rapper is by the fire he brings

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n