This is a song about "Gangsters and whores"

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit

Little white gangsters, i'd call that phase ironic,

Moving houses for supposed whores

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

I'm from salisbury, where the junkies and whores be

I ain't stopping like before, so you whores can just sit down and listen to

Lobster over salmon and i ain't ever tried to tuna you

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Vest i waz 13 making pussys take there last breath..i fuck with gangsters and