This is a song about "Whit"

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

And the whit i split's got people applauding,

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

So she takes some whit pills and says so long

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

I emit confusion with my whit i'll have you trippin, help i've sunken

She like dudes whit lotto money from

It's slight blemishes and life system

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

She like dudes whit lotto money from flippin lotta birds