This is a song about "Black is two"

When trippin' high on acid, this is my relapse part two,

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

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

But i start to wonder where is your black cap?

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

I'm tired of knowing my heart, is coal black.

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

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

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

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