This is a song about "White and gold dress"

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

Even though she is rich, beautiful, and white

The do’s and don’ts are black and white

Cause if you run the light

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold,

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

And i got them gold bottles, first place

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

A pine box, closed casket and mommy's black dress is real

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here

He screens every call and remember the blue dress

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Let me dress you up as a school girl and rape ya,

Our children must be taught, of africa

I wish i’ll never see you again

Rich white and black white-washed men/