This is a song about "Black and yell"

And that yous a black belt in karate

Wanna see you work your body

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

Go back home to hell and yell hey to stalin,

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Skies black and flashes lightning at creatures

My heat concealed and its that black nine

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

Blood stainin black and white tops

Fuckin' up my gold pots

And had a good black friday

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free