This is a song about "White and b"

This country, black and white, its split

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit

Black and white sitting on a train

They calling me the hottest in the game

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

All my real motherfuckin partners

I miss ya like a bitch with big tits and her brassiere, b

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Blood stainin black and white tops

Y’all only in it for the cars