This is a song about "White boys trying to rap"

Well i was trying to write a rap to, well, amaze you

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

It doesn't mean that i can't rap just because i white

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Trying to rise to my streak i'll kick you off the ladder,in this rap battle you'll be

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

I'm trying to find new ways, to break through, in this rap game,

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

And it wouldn't be a slip to say that i'm into boys

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Just trying to rap faster,

Simply out of this world by choice

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Down they're craned spines, they say it ain't right, for a white motherfucker to rap