This is a song about "White mexican"

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

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

Especially if you are fucking white.

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

Im not just another white fellow

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Heaven forbid i commit these sins as a mexican.

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

White sand beaches everywhere

But now it's more declare

Walk blind into a line or fight

Cut the fuckers up black or white