This is a song about "The whites"

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Of the blacks and the whites all together, with no friction,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

Poor, uneducated whites, they get the blunt of the tricks,

Less shitty whites bragging how there parents

Let's have a toast for this new love

In public schools the kids beat up when seeing shook whites,

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,

O. trice always rep his block

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

Dual-earning whites went and took suburban flight,

'face said "the world is mine" but he lied