This is a song about "Black cloths"

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

To their backs and attract the black on black

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

Last time i checked the president was black

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Who happens to be black

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

The villian’s back and venom black

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

I don't rock designer cloths, i rather rock and shock with that raiden robe

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Got one, got two, three, four girls

While i freakin' spit black

Ain't even tryna hold back

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

And had a good black friday