This is a song about "Washing dishes with white kittens"

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

We’re not mindless stars with shining cars and diamonds white,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

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

Crocodile to these fishes watch em pile like some dishes

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

I'm a great white...your merely a mackerel with no insight,

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

Washing these holy lands in their heathen blood,

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

Music, i have to listen to music all day long

Our rights, fight 'em back, the white and black with weapons drawn,

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

School and friends and kittens like i did when i was nine

Let's face it when it comes to disses,your basic im gourment dishes with

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages