This is a song about "Color"

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

But who needs any other color if you rhyme tight

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

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

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

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

You under me what's your color g?

The good kid from the ugly city

High everyday my favorite color blue

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Ears forming vapor, ya fists closed stiff and the color of blizzards

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

Judging one another just because of racial color.