This is a song about "Rednecks and jocks"

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

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

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

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

Living young and wild and free

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

Grab the scissors and saws and

But got comma’s in my statement