This is a song about "A black kid"

Yea, my middle finger to the law

Got two black eyes and a broken jaw

I may not look like a black rapper

And i ain't frontin for her

God better forbid that i have a kid,

See, the last one i dated, i hated

Black and white sitting on a train

Down in dallas at the all-star game

I'm a masked black assassin

I told him get his 9 and run

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Black n white/ i'm higher than a satellite

A white guy tranna act like a black

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Sorry i rap with a strange kid