This is a song about "Big black people"

The villian’s back and venom black

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Poor black people get put down, and are caught up in it,

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

Entity of eternal freedom were black people strode

My president is black

You got reason to brag

But it seems like a scene outta flick

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

She was wet off the bat

We kung-fu that jack black/

While i freakin' spit black

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap