This is a song about "White dads burning on a cross made of mini vans"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I'm destroying the stereotypes of a white rapper

Especially when i gotta fridge full of vodka cause my dads a drunk at least he

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

My dads a liability

Ye too, but what em did was silly

Makes me a piece of white trash,

Baby, you got that super bass

If you to cross, i will set your ass on fire on christ's cross

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Need myself a twin midget so i can have a mini me,

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks