This is a song about "Crayon"

And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Crack to sweat - not under sun;it's when he play with his crayon.

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose