This is a song about "Black clo"

While i freakin' spit black

She was wet off the bat

Whilst i glide with black crows,

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Who happens to be black

I promise i'mma call you back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

To their backs and attract the black on black

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Top dropped down, black on black

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

I can teach you all the sounds of love