This is a song about "Black color"

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Ears forming vapor, ya fists closed stiff and the color of blizzards

No set trip, no color claim

Im courtside, wizard game

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

It don't matter what color purple, black, or white

People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside

Color your eyes alveolar red

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

She always comin back

Top dropped down, black on black

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

You under me what's your color g?

I see the true color, when people are gettin richer

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer