This is a song about "I m 14 white and single and christi"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

And if there is white poverty, they're seen as rednecks,

I'll kill em single handely and rep it candidly

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

"m sorry but m future life must be pleasant and ur no better than a peasant"

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

And single moms were doing drugs, kids had nothing to eat,

Rich white and black white-washed men/

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

I wish i grew up racially mixed without the black and white,

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Im your every single sin in life, and every single little vice