This is a song about "Black mam"

Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage

Prognosis not good, mam, your son is a cabbage

But i still rap like a black

You got reason to brag

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

The villian’s back and venom black

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Black sneakers. black tops. talking smack while the smack drops

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that