Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air
Cause of all my white hair, life doesn't fight fair
And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one
Thats like a fat dude eatin mad food n dying of famine
I've got muslims calling on jesus
Growing up as a kid, life can be tough
But i let off everything i have
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass
Where all the raunchy fat white trashy blondes be at
With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that
I'm white kid, but i dont give a crap though
Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show
My two nines go biya biya when i shoot 'emkorean motherfuckers was crooked
I'm tired of being a stale white punk ass kid, that raps about poppin off the pill lid,
Because of you we are overly dedicated
Let's pretend he was never beat up as a white kid,
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