This is a song about "Hurtin white people feelings"

It’s curtains, i’m inadvertently hurtin' you

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

Had i not been exposed to these things

Dont judge me ...its my feelings

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Maybe all the other people were right? maybe he was just white trash

Epic, they used to feed me detours

So white people can take elaborate tours

It's curtains, i'm inadvertently hurtin' you

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Words cannot describe my feelings

And most rich people are white, just not the opposite,

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that