This is a song about "Black man ryan"

Yeah, the sex in the sack

While i freakin' spit black

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Its hard for a black man on the streets

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

My mothers family had a plan/ marry this black man/ work your

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

I'm a son of a gun

Crash and burn, ryan dunn

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

Man our soldiers ain't white, they all black and latino,

She gonna dance when that molly through

Eh yo ryan, this ones is for you