This is a song about "Color"

You under me what's your color g?

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

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

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

High everyday my favorite color blue

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

I see the true color, when people are gettin richer

Now i'm shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure

But who needs any other color if you rhyme tight

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Judging one another just because of racial color.

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

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch