| 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 shit 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 | 
| 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 bullshit came from both sides | 
| My homies used to say she wasn’t that fly | 
| My first white girl her first black guy | 
| 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 sex, not a fun night | 
| Newsflash white girls have ass too | 
| And for some of you sisters that’s bad news | 
| I would yell and she’d never say a word back | 
| She used the word cock, I never heard that | 
| We would get drunk off a ton of liquor | 
| I’d say you white bitch 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 |