This is a song about "Pale kid"

Found him laying pale and still on the bathroom floor

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

I'm why she get excited

Then there was this one kid

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

Fear touching the bones leaving me pale almost inorganic/

Start the applause, a rebel soul lifted

Quick turning into that cocky kid

There's always that one kid

I’m crimson color painted

Losing right now is your fate, you looking pale

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

Wahlberg +shooter+, young flow fluid

So keep playin the game kid

Applause is imminent, the whole crowd looking pale

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