This is a song about "Fair skinned nigga"

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

The pioneer of the coke rap

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

Turn the bedroom into a fair

Destined to win, get respect where i live

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

Between being skinned alive and bathed in acid

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

No medal here, i'm well aware

When i battle i don't fight fair,

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Well man i do the yacht

Tell me it’s fair but it’s not

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

They tryin to say that i don't care