This is a song about "Color"

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Color your eyes alveolar red

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

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

I see the true color, when people are gettin richer

I know you see me looking girl go on and act right

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

Shit rougher on ya so the world has change in color

From a light-skinned girl to a dark-skinned brother

The color was so vivid and the red was solid.

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

But who needs any other color if you rhyme tight

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

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

No set trip, no color claim