This is a song about "Black kids"

I only got four minutes

Stories we were told as kids

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

To their backs and attract the black on black

But i still rap like a black

Ain't even tryna hold back

We kung-fu that jack black/

Don’t you be holding back

Half the kids, trapped in this, black abyss, of criminal life thinking

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

Why are the little kids having little kids

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

? all white but the phantom is all black

Can't win with a passive attack

A white guy tranna act like a black