This is a song about "I ain t white"

Tree pine, now, do the tree pine

Soft white the art i twine

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

And i ain't tryna spit, but got dollars here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

It doesn't mean that i can't rap just because i white

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

She was wet off the bat

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back