This is a song about "Black peopke"

Try to jack and i will attack

My president is black

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

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

Never be found. stuff you in a black

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

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

Whole time, a little more girls

Looking through her soul looking really black

I promise i'mma call you back

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black