This is a song about "Black"

Who happens to be black

Make the fingers snap

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Can't win with a passive attack

Looking through her soul looking really black

Got one, got two, three, four girls

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Weight on my chest like i body build

More like a black ass rapist

Been running around trying find a job

Black as black like the blacktop/

Whilst i glide with black crows,

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

We kung-fu that jack black/

Naked woman rub my back