This is a song about "White girls think they are black"

All because he is white they think he can't rhyme, till he spit some shit

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Cut the fuckers up black or white

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

The white and black are fighting back, explode like space comets,

I spit that real hip hop, youd think my lips are black

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

But, us fucking each others girls, do you really think they get that shit?

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Man our soldiers ain't white, they all black and latino,

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

My four-four's givin payback

If white was the new black

Rich white and black white-washed men/

Made a million with the pen