This is a song about "Mele pale"

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

Found him laying pale and still on the bathroom floor

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

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

Applause is imminent, the whole crowd looking pale

And if you love substance you'll love wale

Turn your face pale white call that michael jackson

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

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

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

You lied down sore and booed i am up pale and blue i ain't got no wings but still i forever flue

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

Losing right now is your fate, you looking pale

The pale skin and scrapped knees

Steal your love with ease