This is a song about "Black death"

Top dropped down, black on black

Can't win with a passive attack

Red dots cause i’m red hot

Black as black like the blacktop/

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

I shall but love thee better after death.

All i want now, is death

Spending her time with him i guess

We kung-fu that jack black/

That moschino shit is so back

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Like shadows in the valley of death

Where the black girls get their weaves back

To their backs and attract the black on black

While i freakin' spit black

There's crack, there's crack