This is a song about "Black is the skin"

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

But the fact is i got skin like i'm floridian, jettison the resentment/

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

But this italian is too slick, guess it's my greasy skin.

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

A black cloud is my mascot your unworthy crap is the only thing you have got

Plus the city is mostly black so it's forever hated,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Yeah my skin color is white,

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

My flow is razor ship like a needle that pierces ya skin,

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Stop!everyday got a fright , but i'm gonna fight, don't care if the guy is black or

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for