This is a song about "White washed"

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

And i am ahead of my time like false starters

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

A washed up queer licking tampoons out your moms

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Young but got talent other rappers are washed up off balance

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Got me feelin washed away like haiti

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

You're words are all washed up, like a windshield wiper/

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

Imma be all i can be, you niggas washed up

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

And that happy emotion gets washed away by her anger impulses