This is a song about "Mrs white"

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

But there's nothing else inside

She all on my skin

I need one white coffin

Rich white and black white-washed men/

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time

My conscious only knew whats half tight

I got that powder, i got that white

Cut the fuckers up black or white

Now move back over here to the right

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

You got bitches? think you wishes cuz i'm seeing glitches of mrs