This is a song about "We the whiteys"

We went off the deep end, we went absolutely crazy,

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

Yo we ain't from the ghetto but we go urban at least,

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

We just looking in the mirror

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

We rest on the sofa

Yeah, one time for the

That we can't forget the past.

Just lay back, get your face slapped

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Account the amount we are paid

We were raised by just the very the best we had

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Everyday we will exceed the expected,