This is a song about "White civic"

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

Wild styles to mimic, just throw me the key to the honda civic

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

Three times cause fate had my side

White people think i'm polite

They can not pause like right one sega

White kid from suburbia

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

I'll never call you bitch again

Rich white and black white-washed men/

Either way it's white as snow

And yall niggas the right flow