This is a song about "Color"

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

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

No set trip, no color claim

Floor seats at that wizards game

Judging one another just because of racial color.

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

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

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

Appeal with the skin color of mine

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

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

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

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