This is a song about "Black girl"

There's crack, there's crack

Who happens to be black

When love comes callin', don’t look back

My president is black

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

So the devil that drove in her got in control

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Love my women with high heels and high standards

And he, what's his name, earl

Just a skinny white girl,

But i still rap like a black

Naked woman rub my back