This is a song about "Your white"

Rock em sock em your fucking style is as plain as white rice

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

Weak disses calling me lame cause i'm white/

I got that powder, i got that white

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

So if it comes down, may the best man win

You and your wanna be white trash passion

And i like my marijuana bright

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Nigga i stay in tact, your whack, i may be white but i rap black, yo last girl said

Living my life like i'm living right

Especially if you are fucking white.

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

And now your in a school with a bunch of rich white dudes