This is a song about "Osca garard the white boy"

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

With the same pace, looking boy

The poor southern white boy, he's like picasso for sure,

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

I know i'm a skinny white boy who raps like a drug addict

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Never had the time of day to hear a white boy rhyme

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

How i am to feel about a white boy calling me nigga,