This is a song about "White boy fight"

Went and got two maseratis at the same damn time

Never had the time of day to hear a white boy rhyme

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

The young white boy with weed in his backpack

You could put up a fight... but im white...

And if i want to go outside

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Cause this white boy don't choke in places hostile

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

Despite all of this im still gone fight til you back to white

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Aye, that's right, i'm white, but i'm not looking for a fight,

The poor southern white boy, he's like picasso for sure,

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure