This is a song about "Black liberation"

She was wet off the bat

Top dropped down, black on black

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

That's my specialization/ i spy a perennial liberation/

I’m saving major loot

Suicide doors onna black coupe

And i thought i was black

Make the fingers snap

While i freakin' spit black

I can't turn back

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black

And non-nigga friends got it with him

I stand for liberation

Ain't even tryna hold back

But i still rap like a black