This is a song about "Color"

I see the true color, when people are gettin richer

He's a janitor recreational rectum manager

At least i'd be stable, yeah, slightly less popular

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

It's been nothing but pain

No set trip, no color claim

We love for a while then a light goes

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose

I’m finished with my masterpiece now that the color dried

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

You under me what's your color g?

So while the world goes drake crazy

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Because we all the same color once the blood starts to go.

High everyday my favorite color blue

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you