This is a song about "Black apartment"

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

A mother full of scolding in an apartment building,

Wonder if they take it all back

Looking through her soul looking really black

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Thieves and larceny, they rob your beads and bodily property, your apartment keys

I always keep a gallon in the fridge at my apartment

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

While i freakin' spit black

She always comin back

She was wet off the bat

But i still rap like a black

Snapple fact: you rather wack

We kung-fu that jack black/

I brought her #back ,right to my apartment, she was coming #apart man!

Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box, wolf gang