This is a song about "Skin flute"

Spies are my brethren, stand with the leather skin,

Everybody finger point in your direction

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

People judge others based on their pigments under their skin

Fuck swag, nigga i got ambition

Pataclysm got up and then unda ya skin

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

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

I’ll be back on the same night

Yeah my skin color is white,

I will challenge any rapper and peel their skin

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Readily she plays my skin flute, heavenly melody

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute