This is a song about "Angel is black"

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

When i was starving now it's payback

The winged angel with a knife

I used to have a nine to five

A guiding angel to see

And now that i’m getting money

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

My president is black

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

My mind is more poisonous than a black widow

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

Over time only black is seen

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

Good black is the omega i get swifter

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for