This is a song about "Up on white"

You could put up a fight... but im white...

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

On television all we see are just these rich white kids,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

Let's pretend he was never beat up as a white kid,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Yall better stop sleeping on this little white rapper

And you know i paint that picture

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Fall to rise, from a couple balls paused with white on knives

Waiting/showing you her beauty if she's naked

Let's pretend he was never beat up as a white kid,

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

I'm splayed on the stage, so pure make snow white jealous