This is a song about "Racist white guy"

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

This guy at white castle asked for my autograph

Dont fuck with the new guy

That's the window into the sky

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Support the guy with white eyes

Thank goodness i'm a 'normal' white guy fully equipped

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

You racist degrading hipsters can't fight dangerous cases,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

A white guy tranna act like a black

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

This guy at white castle asked for my autograph

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Im just that type of guy