This is a song about "White kid trying to make it"

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

White rappers make it quicker if we talk like stars

Trying to make it big no one seems to be to nice

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

You still dont want to test me, average white kid, on the inside

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Trying to help the race, at a drastic pace, not make it poorer

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Trying to live life to the fullest and make my mark

I left you outside to let you do your business, all you was doing was a loop

Your "disses" are cute, don't say it with such puppy eyes trying to make a dispute

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

I'll never make it; name 5 rappers who are white,

I'm just another white nigga that's trying to delight

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide