This is a song about "Bblack person"

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I see the same person but differently

For those whey no fit dey fix son

Imma a dangerous person

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Smack another person dead

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

On your hurry now homies laughin goin like you sadest person

Whip purple and yellow, hello

Not a morning person, hell no

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

So hey yo, i'm the type of person, who's says i'm the type of person

Malcolm is the kind of person

For the outlawz, here we come

Thats the person i am

Whether it's a beat or a scam