This is a song about "Money white"

Rich white and black white-washed men/

Magic city tipping them

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Music is money, money isn't music

I got that powder, i got that white

You gotta make sure you aim right

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Getting to the money

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

Flow is china white, skin is diamond white,

Me and my dogs we on the same flight