This is a song about "Ranking white boy"

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

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

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

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

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

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Sloppy head for free yacky head was sixty

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

But i guess they aint never seen no white boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

For crying out loud im just a white boy