This is a song about "Life in the eyes of a white person"

We hustle to survive

In the devoid of life

Speakin in third person, i'm a bit of a psychopath.

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

Support the guy with white eyes

I'm the main person in the cast

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Walkin' down the street like a normal person

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Discerning between a sermon and the life of a real person

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Lost the glimmer of light that was always present in my eyes.

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

The life of a rapper, swimming in champagne