This is a song about "Black history month"

On the 5th of the first month,

Shout out my nigga miles

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Instead of darkened fiends writing her fucking history,

So look at your history

Love is a mystery

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Must be time of month hormones all over the shit

I'll make you history...

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

If the parade was scheduled for third month.

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Would it alter the course of my history?/

Must be something you want me to see

Would it alter the course of my history?