This is a song about "Color"

Color coated into like the movie

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I guess im suspect, just look at my freaking skin color

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

Judging one another just because of racial color.

To me you’re like a brother, so be my mother lover

But who needs any other color if you rhyme tight

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

You under me what's your color g?

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Yeah my skin color is white,

Three times cause fate had my side

Cause everythang gonna be alright

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

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

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks