This is a song about "Light skinned"

Let me hide from the light,

And ask me how was my night

Ain't that how black's do it, right

Shining bright like a light

Saying they this and that

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

I wanted the best, she was my light

My uncle pulled me to the side

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

He's a skinned chicken full of lies prepped for sacrifice

Between being skinned alive and bathed in acid

We never tattle, let god handle that

Their aint no running away from the light,

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried