This is a song about "Black hawk"

Never be found. stuff you in a black

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

And i thought i was black

The crown ruler is back

I promise i'mma call you back

Who happens to be black

A white guy tranna act like a black

That moschino shit is so back

Where the black girls get their weaves back

My president is black

Top dropped down, black on black

Ain't even tryna hold back

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Sick enough to hawk vomit, on every inch of carpet

Third eye wise so fly, hawk eye, i, never walk in chalk line, i talk mines

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines