This is a song about "Skin"

No key for release

The pale skin and scrapped knees

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

All looking at each other like we're wearing animal skin!

It's a -- situation

I used to have thick skin,

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin

Yeah my skin color is white,

My direction good, well-rounded type

Now you feel beetles crawlin under your skin

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation