This is a song about "What colors are used for"

I used the pain as an excuse, for what wasnt coveted, for the mental abuse

This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views

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

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Cause i been drinkin till the point that i'm a dizzy rap

Used to be family material what happened to that

But that's what freestyles are for right?

She might be goin' home with me tonight

Let's restore hiphop to what it used to be

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Some are pushed to the point to where they're like "what am i even devotional for?"

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door