Watsky - White lyrics

Just another white kid who likes to wear flip flops, packs snacks in zip Locks, and f**ing loves hip hop Lets get historical this is how the story goes Bout a white boy with soul waiting to overflow Sean J & I were rapping , even though ya know That they were black as night and I was white as morning glow And our backgrounds were from different postal codes Im so white they invited me to the Maury Show And I stood in the middle of the stage, sandwiched by the group, looking Like an oreo They ask how this whack cracker be rhyming When he blends in to the white wall behindem I say I love words, I say I love music, so why the hell can't I combine em? But you could hint that I was insecure Cuz my skin color made me a prisoner Embara**ed for my priviledge, my parents and my heritage Hid it beneath black clothes, arrogantly tinted it Surpressed the white in me, put it in a hidden file Not the first j** swimmin down the river of denial On the Sat's I had to check the box and brand it And my moms from peru so I said I'm Hispanic damn it They asked if I rap and it made me claustrophobic So I said no, I'm a rhythmic poet But then I'm freesstyling and the crowd is whiling And im in my flow state so time is flying And that's when the pigment of my skin is but a dam mirage And everybody in the room began to camouflage That's when I realized that race isn't definite The prejudices irrelevant, I'm accepting my Melanin I'm coming out of the darkness and into the light Im white and I rap and I rap and im white White kid learns, white kid listens White kid feels, white kid's spittin White kid hears, white kid doubts White kid just wants to let you know what he's about I'm white, I'm whiter than a San francisco mist I'm white, I'm whiter than the inside of a fist I'm white, I'm often mistaken for casper And I'm often compared to Eminem and asher I'm white, I'll greet you with a wave and a howdy I'm white, you need sungla**es around me I'm white, I'm the third leading cause of blindness And I turn to a tomatoe in sweltering climates I'm so wha** iite I'm a cereal k**er To get the prize at the bottom, bring your cheerios nearer So white I got caught for litterin' Am I known to start beef? Ya while twitterin' Maybe I don't understand Wolf Gang or Wu Tang But the spirit of the lyrics made my mood change And my skin ain't too white to feel the frequency Cuz I speak to hip hop, as she speaks to me [Hook] I'm aware that I'm very white But I'm very scared of sterry-types Because I'm white like Charlie Brown But oddly unlike Barry White More like Mary Kate & Ashley, I'm arian In your forrest being white like the merry men Strumming on a theramin, nerdy but I'm very mean God pumped me from a machine at a Dairy Queen Marachino cherry on top, Sara Lee Not the type of weenie you'd excpect to spit this kerosene And I was born to white parents so someday I'll die a weird white d**h, David Caradine Couldn't hang if you had a carabeener Sometimes I wish I was a beaner, but the gra** is always greener When your a** is white, but I'm not a white ladies man But I'm so white, that I'm practically Canadian