This is a song about "Black penia"

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

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Live from the lamont's rose

Whilst i glide with black crows,

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Never be found. stuff you in a black

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

Looking through her soul looking really black

I'm about to snap

While i freakin' spit black

We kung-fu that jack black/

She always comin back

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Who happens to be black