This is a song about "Black peolpe"

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

Still found a way to get pretty ass girls

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

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

Who happens to be black

Bring that shit the fuck back

The villian’s back and venom black

In the house, holla back

While i freakin' spit black

Goddamn, the boy's back

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Never be found. stuff you in a black

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

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

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones