This is a song about "Black betty"

Just searching for the perfect shot

Black as black like the blacktop/

The villian’s back and venom black

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

And had a good black friday

Who happens to be black

And daddy's in the cadillac

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

Looking through her soul looking really black

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Last time i checked the president was black