This is a song about "Dark skinned"

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Saying they this and that

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Bruce wayne i'm the dark knight on a dark night, grasping,

I'm done now, see you before dark

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

He's a skinned chicken full of lies prepped for sacrifice

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

No gimmick: real time, real heart

I talk to myself in the dark

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

They're all light skinned barely breathing