This is a song about "White angle"

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Theft and never looked back then turned to the angle of attack.

Cut the fuckers up black or white

Me and you i think we should ride

Nothing to yall but try to see it from my angle of view

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Im come to you from a different angle

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

With knowledge and leverage to angle the desperate

"damn, watch that white boy play."

Oh, why do i live this way

My lines are angle grinders

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Blood stainin black and white tops

I like bitches in air maxes without socks