This is a song about "White genocide"

For now everything just seem so right

Especially if you are fucking white.

White people think i'm polite

Me and you i think we should ride

That white girl is my cater

Going broke, no sir

Your page right next to the holocaust and genocide

At monster madness doing drive by's on a fucking fixie bike

Rock solid like a stalagmite over betty white,

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Either way it's white as snow

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

And stressed... about my white past

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

Well surprise it's a real rap genocide

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side