This is a song about "White oaks mall"

That white girl is my cater

That damier bag i bought her

Show me that it's alright

Cut the fuckers up black or white

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

To get a pair, natives killed him right in front the mall

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Hit the mall up gotta spend some other dough

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

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

Giving in to the pressure started stealing from mall shops

Got up the in the morning walked up to the mall to get some cereal and milk

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

Especially if you are fucking white.

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night