This is a song about "Black on black"

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

The villian’s back and venom black

Its hard for a black man on the streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Black side keep on to cycle while i'm tryna recycle

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

The crown ruler is back

We kung-fu that jack black/

Red on the black, white clean like it was passover

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

I need my face on a black card

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Random black is up on the scene

It's roc nation, this my team