This is a song about "Color"

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

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

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

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

Promise me you won't step out of line

Appeal with the skin color of mine

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

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

You a lady boss, now you fly free

You under me what's your color g?

Shit rougher on ya so the world has change in color

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

No set trip, no color claim

Then lost my faith again