This is a song about "White young savgage"

And peace to this young warrior,

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

And there's little to be glad for

And peace to this young warrior,

You know...you know who you are

Yeah young kid, bout whatever

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Rich white and black white-washed men/

Lookin’ for some action

Young notable bout to go in!

I was young and running wild,

For that paper, i'mma grind

That's that young sir rapper

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Keep in mind we were so young

Lord knows that four door fit eight women