This is a song about "Im a light skin"

'case a nigga get haphazard and start thinkin bout robbin a light skin bastard

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Light skinned hell of a body

And not a copy

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker

My skin is so cut up i look like a tiger, but im a cutter,

My flow is razor ship like a needle that pierces ya skin,

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

And im here aiming for the light

It's alright, if it's right

Light the rag, it's a molotov

And mine somewhere bout mars

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation