This is a song about "Black cola"

Bring that shit the fuck back

We kung-fu that jack black/

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Top dropped down, black on black

More like a black ass rapist

Don't mean to be impatient

Looking through her soul looking really black

When that money calls i holla back

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

And fif’ here to lick on that coca-cola shit

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Never be found. stuff you in a black

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back