This is a song about "Rednecks"

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

You know that whites are trailer-dwelling trash rednecks,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I never submitted to rednecks and their ignorant ways,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

And if there is white poverty, they're seen as rednecks,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Portray us when they make us all the rednecks and criminals,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Because he's white like rednecks hate the fact obama's black,

Rednecks would get nervous when you would host black friends,

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

When most whites are low-income, and they're seen as rednecks,

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares