This is a song about "Black and yell"

And i thought i was black

Where the black girls get their weaves back

When you yell at me and whack me with a pine

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

But five years from now i bet she see

And had a good black friday

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

Whole time, a little more girls

Sitting on the roof and yell fuck everything

With a note there and im thinking of reading

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Yall fuck it yes im depressed and dress in black