This is a song about "White"

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

Even though she is rich, beautiful, and white

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

And he, what's his name, earl

Just a skinny white girl,

"damn, watch that white boy play."

Yeah ain't that what the song say

Especially if you are fucking white.

My direction good, well-rounded type

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

Im not just another white fellow

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight