This is a song about "The blueprinted"

Down the street to the car,

I know i've came so far

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Wale they call me tiger stripes

From the gutter to the roof

With women with issues

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Get blown like lawn leaves

Thinkin of the the dreams

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen