This is a song about "Black eagle"

We don't believe you, you need more people

My vocals lethal, as i soar like an eagle.

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

A white guy tranna act like a black

To their backs and attract the black on black

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Never be found. stuff you in a black

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Either hell hath no fury or an eagle takes its place/

My president is black

In the house, holla back

While i freakin' spit black

That moschino shit is so back

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll