This is a song about "Color"

But who needs any other color if you rhyme tight

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

Cause they don't hear the shit im saying hunger

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

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

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

Appeal with the skin color of mine

Jeff hamilton, genesis, leather time

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

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

Because we all the same color once the blood starts to go.

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

No set trip, no color claim

Wale and we are not the same

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

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