This is a song about "Color"

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

Appeal with the skin color of mine

My favorite color is blue

Straight bad bitches i run, through

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

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

But who needs any other color if you rhyme tight

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

High everyday my favorite color blue

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

The color was so vivid and the red was solid.

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

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

We don't ever make love

There's no color just faces