This is a song about "Color"

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Color your eyes alveolar red

My god come before this bread

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

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

But who needs any other color if you rhyme tight

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

Grabs me by the colla, reminds me of my color,

I done came too far to regard me as the regular

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

My favorite color is blue

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

The color was so vivid and the red was solid.

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

And they said i couldn't cause of the color of my skin