This is a song about "True colors"

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

Or the shutters till your head pops reddish colors.

I can do better without you

I wanna feel whats true

A myriad of colors other brothers, wishing the painted

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

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

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

I see colors of red, mothers n' brothers are plunging to death

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

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

Vsu don't regret you

Assuring lines were true

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Loud sound, big colors when the lights off