This is a song about "Color"

You under me what's your color g?

The good kid from the ugly city

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Appeal with the skin color of mine

If i had on 'bama line

And platinum between plated, with different color diamonds and saying

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

There's no color just faces

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

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