This is a song about "The white hawk"

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

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

Snow white the beauty, i'm the beast,

Once the message released

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

He looks like the traditional white man's fool

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

Or throw in the white towell

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Is less then any thing like the tony hawk is

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers