This is a song about "White boyz"

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Or throw in the white towell

White kid from suburbia

I try to tell them i'm one of the

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

Even though she is rich, beautiful, and white

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time

Flow is china white, skin is diamond white,

These mistakes are a fact of life, get it right

Just a skinny white girl,

And he, what's his name, earl

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Bumping heavy d and the boyz, still "chunky but funky"