This is a song about "Sex and be white"

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

And pissing red, white, and blue

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Me and your mum had rough sex

After lebron, i'm what's next