This is a song about "Black on black"

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Its hard for a black man on the streets

Don’t you be holding back

The villian’s back and venom black

Wonder if they take it all back

To their backs and attract the black on black

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I had on a black tee,

Listened to both the ecstatic and black on both sides

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

While i freakin' spit black

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

No commentary my man, i come out swinging