This is a song about "White on white"

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

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

On television all we see are just these rich white kids,

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

White capris on the legs of a woman who’s middle aged

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

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

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

I'm splayed on the stage, so pure make snow white jealous

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Red on the black, white clean like it was passover

It's not too often see a white knight on the mic

Make room for the groom married to his music

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

"please!! rub that #white #thing on my face", you're the gayest folk