This is a song about "Ugly white boy"

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Never had the time of day to hear a white boy rhyme

Private plane, my seat recline

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Telling themselves they ugly

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

The poor southern white boy, he's like picasso for sure,

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard