This is a song about "Skin cleaning"

Yeah my skin color is white,

But there's nothing else inside

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Mixtapes calling out names, cleaning out closets, cuz know one knows me

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Aint no easy task cleaning up the wild west.

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Altering their skin till they heart stop beating

I used to have thick skin,

And the reason that i'm going

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

Like a conjoined twin wearing animal skin.

So fuck the speculation

Black skin dark skin...fuck segregation

Ain't no haters to write about, just a cramped up closet that needs cleaning out.

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd