This is a song about "Sergei white"

I need one white coffin

What up girl, tell me how you been

This nation's peace sent here to run you

And pissing red, white, and blue

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

Look, we gone have some fun tonight

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

Rich white and black white-washed men/

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Weak disses calling me lame cause i'm white/

When i'm down and out, i get up and right

Blood stainin black and white tops

Fuckin' up my gold pots

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

I got that powder, i got that white