This is a song about "Color"

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

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

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

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

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

Color your eyes alveolar red

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

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

Yeah my skin color is white,

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

It don't matter what color purple, black, or white

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

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

Ain't tryin to fight no war against my brother

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose