This is a song about "Color"

I see the true color, when people are gettin richer

Oh what a cold world for a broke nigga--it's bitter

You under me what's your color g?

My slight fo's just talk dirty

So let's have a toast, everything fine

Appeal with the skin color of mine

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

I guess im suspect, just look at my freaking skin color

And if i do go you better come through

High everyday my favorite color blue

In a collision, i see their ambition

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

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Judging one another just because of racial color.

A full time sex slave, never find another