This is a song about "Black kids"

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

Never be found. stuff you in a black

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

May just gon' bring hobo back

Top dropped down, black on black

A white guy tranna act like a black

That moschino shit is so back

Big stacks, no lego bricks

I wanna feed my babys kids

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

My president is black

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

And speak to suburban kids

But black kids come home to no father,

See, i like the person that you are