This is a song about "Light skinned nigga"

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

I wanted the best, she was my light

I see ya spit dripping in the light,

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Try to jack and i will attack

Driving down the insterstate see a red light,

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

And get out of my light,

Couple grand when i rock the night

Which you know i'm different, right

Am aiming for the light

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Can't win with a passive attack