This is a song about "Black holes"

You just working with the scraps you was given

Holes in the walls like i'm on an escape mission

You got reason to brag

If white was the new black

I can't turn back

Who happens to be black

Ox up in my pocket, i'll lock shit, from the peep holes,

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

And walk through shotgun homes filled with bullet holes,

We love for a while then a light goes

She was wet off the bat

We kung-fu that jack black/

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

To wet you niggas up like vagina holes

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Top dropped down, black on black