[Verse 1: Murs] I wanted her to grow up to be my soccer mom The white girl that I shoulda' took to prom Her blonde hair was just like sun-rays She took me far from the block with the gun play On Sundays she would make me vegan food And lots of other sh** I'd probably never be into When we traveled I would be the only black person Except the gay best friend, he was half Persian [Hook: Murs:] And she truly was the apple of my eye Never wanted her to ever leave my sight Miss America, American as apple pie My first white girl, her first black guy Pure love sent from the most high Racist bullsh** came from both sides My homies used to say she wasn't that fly My first white girl her first black guy [Verse 2: Murs] We used to go to fancy dinners with the folks It would feel like a episode of Different Strokes She smelled like a dog when her hair was wet She said my hair felt like a chia pet She couldn't take much direct sunlight Sunburn, no s**, not a fun night Newsflash white girls have a** too And for some of you sisters that's bad news [Hook] [Verse 3: Murs] I would yell and she'd never say a word back She used the word co*k, I never heard that We would get drunk off a ton of liquor I'd say you white b**h and she'd cum quicker She told me, don't believe the white lies My dick was no bigger than a white guys She looked like Topanga from Boy Meets World Her first black guy, my first white girl [Hook]