This is a song about "White genocide"

Even though she is rich, beautiful, and white

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

Just hustling you understand

And stressed... about my white past

If we ain't fucking for the moment then we doin' nothing

Kept their pride, the genocide made them rich but they had it coming

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Weak disses calling me lame cause i'm white/

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Start a war, genocide, but we're the parasite

Me and you i think we should ride

Cut the fuckers up black or white

That white girl is my cater

Folarin, the muse of the hater

Jt: no one to hold her tight

White people think i'm polite