This that weird gang
That one chain
That hand me down shit
This That mayonnaise
Bread plain
Generic ass chips
This that lost cause
Lost soul
Losing my grip
This that you don't wanna problem
Cause I'm nothing like rest
I'm really bout to f*ck em up
In making some changes
If I'm proud that I'm white
You assume I'm a racist
But talk about white privilege
Like its only white faces
Then group us all together
Like numerical pages
You say that I got the privilege
Where the f*cks it been hiding
'Cause I've been struggling too
But you won't see that you blinded
Ain it time we pull together
Cause whites got ghettos too
You think I'm appropriating
But I hate that shit you do
See the difference is
I don't think it's cool
I don't condone drug abuse
And shooting at the fools
I don't sell shit to little kids
And flex out on the corner
I just hit the lab again
Grab my headphones I'm recordin'