This is a song about "White premium salami"

Especially if you are fucking white.

You gotta make sure you aim right

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

Whether it's white or violet

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

I can call that bitch to make me a cheese and salami

White black contrast doesn't matter

Poke out from behind her

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

Spit to the premium hear it, and every minute's the limit,

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

Even though she is rich, beautiful, and white

Penncounting pennys over tha years

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,