This is a song about "Whites who think their black"

That act black / till the upper half of their body moves so far back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

And that their bigger than the world and the world is theirs white or black!

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

You're vacant in the smarts department think i'm black hearted

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Your balls hiding in their whites

There is a light that shines

People call me black but i think it is whack

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

//who sell drugs to feed their family

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

To their backs and attract the black on black