This is a song about "Selling black white"

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

I'll take down all emcees, whether the black or the white,

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

This country, black and white, its split

Ha my mojo back

If white was the new black

Blood stainin black and white tops

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Fake rappers are spotted whether black or white like dalmatians,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Over me the same peeps that have died

Cut the fuckers up black or white

White sofas contrast the black constrictive boas

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Two chains, two guns, he bipolar

Its in black and white and read all over