This is a song about "White women"

Due to our appearances, cash, 'n women,

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Cinnamon tone women and

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Follow good women in hollywood's tenants

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

Flow is china white, skin is diamond white,

And they only talk about women

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Looking at these women

Top ranked, number one my son

But if i can't batter the women

Me and my microphone could be one