This is a song about "Fair skinned nigga"

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

While i'm sitting here spitting rhymes you think its not fair

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Always arguments about shit that wasn't fair

Has trouble even under a fair sail.

Hit the block like a postman with mail

Were barely any fair it seems,

In private, not public in the streets

Between being skinned alive and bathed in acid

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

And now i walk around without a care

Ugh whats fair is foul 'n what's foul is fair

Begin feeling unknown remorse this just isnt fair.

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Have the rap battle turn into a fight fair

You got a baby boy or girl in there