This is a song about "White boy struggle"

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

A white lie through a struggle to a 8th try

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

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

Wonder if they take it all back

The young white boy with weed in his backpack

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

No benefits still a white boy never hissy fit

"damn, watch that white boy play."

So, they hate and they say