This is a song about "Pale"

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

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

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

But if i get knocked, i ain't got no bail

She was a good girl, always stored in a pale

And all my childhood memories

The pale skin and scrapped knees

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail

Applause is imminent, the whole crowd looking pale

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

With such an ugly picture in it and

Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail

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

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Turn your face pale white call that michael jackson