This is a song about "Black butterfly"

Can't win with a passive attack

And i thought i was black

Who happens to be black

Ha my mojo back

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Cause i fly like a butterfly and sting like a bee

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Last time i checked the president was black

Don’t you be holding back

While i freakin' spit black

I float like a butterfly

That's the window into the sky

Looking through her soul looking really black

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see