We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind
Apartheid showed the world how one's color can be undermined
I’m finished with my masterpiece now that the color dried
You ain't got one or the other well brother good night
But who needs any other color if you rhyme tight
Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night
And me and my friends skin color don’t match,
When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch
Everything i wanted never seem so close
I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose
I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for
I guess im suspect, just look at my freaking skin color
Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for
Judging one another just because of racial color.
Appeal with the skin color of mine
Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time
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