This is a song about "Pale people"

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

Dont we have enough death , people

Losing right now is your fate, you looking pale

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

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,

People steal, people die,

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Found him laying pale and still on the bathroom floor

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

I'm suppose to be scared cuz you're profile pic's as pale as a ghost?

Them people weak them people weak

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

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