This is a song about "White man cant rap"

Just take control if you can

That we're still owned by the white man

And yea i know i cant rap

Twista finna get up on the track

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Shit this rap is so great, great the king slayer cant compete,

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

Mentailty of a white man with a plan cause i being so broke man.

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

I'm white but i rap tight, inside out oreo.

Cant the white man, understand, we won, we ve been freed

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

You now say i can't rap, cause i'm too white/

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight