This is a song about "Black friday"

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

But i spent a bit on friday, in the night i hang with donald

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Let the mack speak if he's out on friday

The villian’s back and venom black

That moschino shit is so back

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

A white guy tranna act like a black

But i still rap like a black

Snapple fact: you rather wack

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

My bars are like a store on black friday

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

If friday ain't the thirteenth, it's still gonna be murder scene