This is a song about "Pale"

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

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Pale faced monster, punchlines of a boxer

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Losing right now is your fate, you looking pale

But i come on the weekends, pablo jail

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

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail

Wit a fuck you tattoo no food and a face so pale

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

Applause is imminent, the whole crowd looking pale