This is a song about "White people are bitches"

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

White people rap too, if you disagree

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I know about us white people and all the evil we've done,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

Those same people, the rich playin’ suburban white suburbanites,

And most rich people are white, just not the opposite,

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

Like they not gon' stare

These kinda people are rare

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

The people that voted you are bitches your friends with.

Catch you up on places i've been

So many people are dyin'