This is a song about "Ranking white boy"

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

"damn, watch that white boy play."

When that money calls i holla back

The young white boy with weed in his backpack

Oh wait did i give it away, bitch go away. im that crazy white boy that no one

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I’m just a flowing white boy who has mad haters

And all women who had light features, see

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,