This is a song about "Pale bitch"

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Turn your face pale white call that michael jackson

Pale faced monster, punchlines of a boxer

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

I’m speaking through these bars like a nigga in the jail

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

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

Fear touching the bones leaving me pale almost inorganic/

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

She was a good girl, always stored in a pale

Losing right now is your fate, you looking pale

6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

Now you got me hopped up on that

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch