This is a song about "Shinning from the linning of my skin"

My insanity spans from the wisdom of mankind

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

Self made from my skin to my shoes, size 18 so i know im in the view

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

Picking words from the top of my cranium

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

If i had on 'bama line

Appeal with the skin color of mine

Appeal with the skin color of mine

I shine, you shine, so we shine

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

Does all this mean i can't rap - the colour of my skin

When i'm cutting up the pieces of the skin like a barber,

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

The duration of my waves from the stereos and radio,