This is a song about "White hippies"

The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters

I hang with a bunch of hippies and wacky tobacco planters

And he, what's his name, earl

Just a skinny white girl,

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

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

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

They do this in spite, whether its black on black or white on white

Yea! we got a lot of star power in the building tonight

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

I got that powder, i got that white

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix