This is a song about "The whites"

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

When most whites are low-income, and they're seen as rednecks,

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Would it surprise you if i told you facts about the poor whites,

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Believed that blacks could unite with the whites together and shake hands

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Not knowin' southern whites are lower class, my fuckin' life,

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Fuck all the blacks and fuck all the motherfuckin whites

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

It's poor whites and poor blacks, still they hate each other,

A full time sex slave, never find another

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material