This is a song about "Black and proud"

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

I dont sink down, and im fucking proud to say,

And smoke all day to make them pro stoners so proud

But i apologize for not walking you around

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

These generations get jealous and proud, it's kane and able,

Young gifted and black born to win

Girl listen, trying to position

And wear it proud, we roll tight like sweaters

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

Fuck the liberals and conservatives, we’re white and we’re black,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Black and white sitting on a train

Blood stainin black and white tops

Watching for hollow-tip shots