This is a song about "Black is black"

People call me black but i think it is whack

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

My president is black

In the house, holla back

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

When i was starving now it's payback

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Ugh this whole verse is wack, i cant rap cuz im the opposite of black,

Plus the city is mostly black so it's forever hated,

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Random black is up on the scene

Then keep your change like an oink machine

We kung-fu that jack black/

Goddamn, the boy's back

The world looking out, they on the front row

My mind is more poisonous than a black widow