This is a song about "White oride"

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Whether it's white or violet

Just a skinny white girl,

And he, what's his name, earl

Especially if you are fucking white.

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

I got that powder, i got that white

I need one white coffin

You're uncool like my mother kin

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

White black contrast doesn't matter