This is a song about "Black galaxy"

Quick flipping up sexy back

But i still rap like a black

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

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

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

Last time i checked the president was black

Whilst i glide with black crows,

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Top dropped down, black on black

I don't want it on my back

My president is black

I'm about to snap

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Fill up a buster, my skill is bigger then a galaxy cluster.

In the house, holla back

If white was the new black