This is a song about "White people s food"

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

White people can rap why cant asians

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

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

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

Epic, they used to feed me detours

So white people can take elaborate tours

I make people wave the white flag so they can surrender

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Poor white people are never portrayed by our media,

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

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

Foamposites, the lebrons, i’m fuckin’ wit’ the spikes