This is a song about "The struggles of being white"

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Spittin' for the people in the struggles, ready to blow the fuse,

Took the form of a human being

Light skinned women, all sex everything

I'm tired of being a stale white punk ass kid, that raps about poppin off the pill lid,

For a woman it ain't easy trying to raise a manyou always was committed

The white boy dissing you till the peel breaks of the snake

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

Of the white house who portray the u.s. as marvelous,

That scary love, never get married love

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

Through the struggles and the troubles and all them fights,

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

At the thought of being popular

Just the fact of being there

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care