This is a song about "Being pale"

He's pale in the face and walks limb and mean and itches greed green,

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

You lied down sore and booed i am up pale and blue i ain't got no wings but still i forever flue

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

My bitch got the tendency to put it on the scale

Keyboard classes couldn't help you get pussy, you're too pale,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

I'm suppose to be scared cuz you're profile pic's as pale as a ghost?

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Or was i just a desolate being

And my only fear's a wedding ring