This is a song about "White on white"

And im not puffin on the green or snorting (ish) white as pearl

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I'm just a young nigga living on a white man's planet

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Fall to rise, from a couple balls paused with white on knives

Who know this be the life that i really live

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

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

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

Yup right, you guessed it, on the pigment scale im whiter than white

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Get high on the white lady

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

I'm pinning notes on emcees' rooms, red all on their white walls,