This is a song about "Wrong white"

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Say im not then yo ass wrong.

In the wrong place at the wrong time

Chasing money in the city of crime

You bitches are in the wrong time and wrong place

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Lasers wrecked the wrong faces, sages of the wrong places.

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

It's funny how pucci made all the snakes gone

I tend to be righteous and never wrong

Fuck it i got a few more now that my hair long

I'm not addicted though, don't get me wrong

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

Especially if you are fucking white.