This is a song about "White boy wins"

But i guess they aint never seen no white boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Cause this white boy don't choke in places hostile

I’m polamalu, 600 the newest model

Slow and steady wins the race,

I miss the better days

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

I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time

I need your admiration for infinity

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

A white boy rapping yeah that could shock an electric eel

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

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