This is a song about "Melting pot"

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Do pot, now i'm birthing berserk,

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

But make sure if they do see

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Definitely melting your mind like melting pots i'm melting tops

Off the top cr-ocker pot/

Pawning my chain in the shop

Must of forgot, aint we supposed to be a melting pot?

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Snap crackle ackle, im high on pot

Ey, butt rape on a female cop