This is a song about "Dark skinned"

I talk to myself in the dark

Hope all over again, we can start

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Sat back skinned up its just another lazy day

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Like a small garage in your backyard

I'm done now, see you before dark