This is a song about "Color"

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

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

And they said i couldn't cause of the color of my skin

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

Appeal with the skin color of mine

But who needs any other color if you rhyme tight

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

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

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

Yeah my skin color is white,

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

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