This is a song about "White pines"

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

White people think i'm polite

I’ll be back on the same night

Snapple fact: you rather wack

If white was the new black

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

And stressed... about my white past

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Especially if you are fucking white.

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

Soft white the art i twine

Rich white and black white-washed men/

Bad hoes i'm seen with them