This is a song about "White cows"

See, i like the person that you are

White black contrast doesn't matter

Could be applied to this shit

Whether it's white or violet

He believes in praising cows but he eats beef,

And i know - there'll never be peace

Cows in the slaughterhouse

Heystop running your mouth

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Especially if you are fucking white.

I need one white coffin

You're uncool like my mother kin

My lyrics step on cows, moo

The boa know they loving the crew

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

We laze on the grass like cows and calfs (calves),