This is a song about "Mele pale"

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

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

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

Pale faced monster, punchlines of a boxer

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

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

So needless to say this, leadership is not with a timid sail

Found him laying pale and still on the bathroom floor

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

He's pale in the face and walks limb and mean and itches greed green,

The pale skin and scrapped knees

You make a nigga sing songs nice

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

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old