This is a song about "Black is my heart"

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Head is about u my heart is calling your name,

Sitting on my shoulder, my heart is getting colder

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I wanted the money and never the fame

Im a true black man rap is my game,

10-year-old seeing his mother die is ripping my heart apart.

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

In the house, holla back

My president is black

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Look what i got here, color black is my hair