This is a song about "Color"

You under me what's your color g?

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

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

Whether you wrong or you right

Yeah my skin color is white,

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

Appeal with the skin color of mine

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

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

Appeal with the skin color of mine

Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Apartheid showed the world how one's color can be undermined

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find