This is a song about "Fair skinned hoes"

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Tell me tell me tell me how is this fair,

Tell you plain and simple me on the board just isnt fair

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Light skinned hell of a body

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

This is love, nothing else close

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Between being skinned alive and bathed in acid

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

They're all light skinned barely breathing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Always arguments about shit that wasn't fair

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere