This is a song about "Black is not a color crime"

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Is love a crime, hope not, i dont wanna get fined

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

It's not a crime, or what's inside, it's just until the end of time. (thyme)

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

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

For 9 years in spain had the time share

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

It's so bad most everything is a crime.

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

Somewhere right now for cash there is a crime.

I’m inclined with women who come on they time

Now i gotta exit after you

My favorite color is blue