This is a song about "Color"

No set trip, no color claim

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

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

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

You under me what's your color g?

I'm just here to have a good time

Appeal with the skin color of mine

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

But who needs any other color if you rhyme tight

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

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

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

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side