This is a song about "Hood life vs white life"

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Been bad all my life, i was raised in the hood

Protect it, with ya life

Before we see it's hard to live

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

There is more in to life

And when i start to rise

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Cause of all my white hair, life doesn't fight fair

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

Ye just fuck life altogether, fuck life altogether

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her