This is a song about "White crackers"

Flow is china white, skin is diamond white,

This is everything that we call hype

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

White black contrast doesn't matter

Just a skinny white girl,

And he, what's his name, earl

Yeah my skin color is white,

And ask me how was my night

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Youve got everything backwards, you dip your soup inside your crackers,

White kid from suburbia

My all gold rolly or the

Let me hear that beat, air

White sand beaches everywhere

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

He told me he never knew how all of the crackers felt,