This is a song about "Mele pale"

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

Found him laying pale and still on the bathroom floor

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

Keyboard classes couldn't help you get pussy, you're too pale,

Turn your face pale white call that michael jackson

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

The club underwater, have em running out the front

So sick i'm looking pale, wait that's my pigment

The pale skin and scrapped knees

Steal your love with ease

Bossy friend better behave in any weather, pale skin, color of white slave,

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Pale faced monster, punchlines of a boxer

Keeping you scared you'll be pale and white as a ghost.

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold