This is a song about "Reppin colors"

Outnumbered by cowards in colors/ rumbling/

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Threes two different colors

Talking about the god you serve

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Everybody wearin' different colors like a racist,

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Then you showed your true colors and we grew flustered

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

That's my mentality everytime when i'm reppin my city