This is a song about "Privilege"

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

That i had this white privilege, i'm standing next to you,

I never even bothered to think about white privilege,

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Will i ever get the privilege of being hated more than spinach

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

I didn't think i had a privilege, i would trudge in the rubble,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Dreams are a privilege, cause reality is flawed

Do i condone it or is this some kind of small talk