This is a song about "Color"

Color your eyes alveolar red

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

Start whine, my gyal, start whine

Appeal with the skin color of mine

This man can single handedly save the culture

Judging one another just because of racial color.

I’m inclined with women who come on they time

Appeal with the skin color of mine

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

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

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

All the bitches know my name

No set trip, no color claim

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

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight