This is a song about "White hawk"

Is less then any thing like the tony hawk is

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

Face white as frank white, y'all ready to die yet?

The do’s and don’ts are black and white

Aw man, it's been a ride

All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto

You bloggers hawk a lot of drama; we're talking it slow,

I'm a fuckin hawk you're a pigeon with bird flu

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you

But in that that rapper illness i was not in a flying flock but i was a survivor hawk

So motherfucka don't appear when the money's homelil' homie done grew into a big dog

Even though she is rich, beautiful, and white

And i like my marijuana bright

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,