This is a song about "Little white"

Yall better stop sleeping on this little white rapper

I never use a fork i always spoon her

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

On this new school of rappers, i will really go columbine

I refuse to be another being on this earth

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

Or maybe too little

Baby girl my stroke official

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

Over me the same peeps that have died

Yeah my skin color is white,

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

Little white gangsters, i'd call that phase ironic,

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Face white as frank white, y'all ready to die yet?