This is a song about "White male privilege"

You is not hip then i can not coach her

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.

Dreams are a privilege, cause reality is flawed

Cause my mother let me do what i want

It's harder on a black male, wonder why we inhale, all our family trails,

I needed an action break to regain a little bit of compassion against attraction fakes

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

I never even bothered to think about white privilege,

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

I got that powder, i got that white

I was a poor white male, still he got the stares, it's twisted,

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

But if i die tonight

Yeah my skin color is white,