This is a song about "Colors and things"

And wonder why things are so difficult

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

With chilled feet i just grinned and started to key things

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

And wonder why things are so difficult

When i am mad, and things look bad/

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Yeah so here's a toast to the funds and things

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

And brutally doing things

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

And, i passed with flying colors cause i studied more than others

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

But right now id rather fool around and break things

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings