This is a song about "White people trying to rap"

All these people who were trying to make me believe there were no bright times in sight

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Just another annoying white kid trying to be black

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Why are you trying to rap when you havent even learned the alphabet,

You so black and white, trying to live a nigga’s life

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

White people think i'm polite

White people rap too, if you disagree

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

I'm trying to find new ways, to break through, in this rap game,

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Down they're craned spines, they say it ain't right, for a white motherfucker to rap