This is a song about "Color"

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

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

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

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

Well rick james, maury jane

No set trip, no color claim

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

And me and my friends skin color don’t match,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Judging one another just because of racial color.

She prefer the dutty wine

Appeal with the skin color of mine

But who needs any other color if you rhyme tight

Listen, i said we gonna have a good time tonight

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

Look what i got here, color black is my hair