This is a song about "Black day"

Top dropped down, black on black

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

She said i'm ready to fuck

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Black sneakers. black tops. talking smack while the smack drops

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

To their backs and attract the black on black

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Last time i checked the president was black

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

Needlin' through his day to day

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black