This is a song about "True colors"

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

I wanna feel whats true

Ima stay real and stay true

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you

I was worthless, i'd never make it, go ahead! spill that hatred

A myriad of colors other brothers, wishing the painted

And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Threes two different colors

This ones for the lovers

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Striving to survive when colors burst behind my eyes

Ugh, 1 nug, 2 nug, 3 nug, 4, i just want to blow colors,

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz