This is a song about "White it"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

White rappers make it quicker if we talk like stars

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Oh wait did i give it away, bitch go away. im that crazy white boy that no one

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Got a bugatti with black and white seats call it chinese checkers,

Yup right, you guessed it, on the pigment scale im whiter than white

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Red on the black, white clean like it was passover

Made a million with the pen

Rich white and black white-washed men/

I confess it- i'm a shitty skinny white rapper

We gotta search our soul to find out, what we're after

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns