This is a song about "White out"

Rich white and black white-washed men/

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

But i'm white, quite well off and living out within' the sticks.

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

The do’s and don’ts are black and white

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

Weak disses calling me lame cause i'm white/

And you're, approaching me right

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

Couple white boys out repping for the east

Especially if you are fucking white.

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

Man im so cunning, best white boy out here stunting, im the one they discussing.

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

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