This is a song about "Colors and things"

I know i have to get out and just make things right. (make things right)

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

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

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

Maybe ill grow up and do great things

But this ain't physics or rocket science

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

But right now id rather fool around and break things

Bit by bit showing my colors

This one's for the lovers

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

And wonder why things are so difficult

And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

And i'm indecisive when the things are light