This is a song about "Segregation in nashville blacks and whites"

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Actually i'm on welfare and poor, smack 'em, live with blacks,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

Your balls hiding in their whites

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

It's poor whites and poor blacks, still they hate each other,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

The blacks and whites were segregated, separated flawlessly,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

For blacks and the whites, but these kids hear us slaughter cops,

Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,

Listen b, just give my stylist kudos

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack