This is a song about "Black people and charles"

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

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Most people hear me rap thinking i'm black nothing wrong with that

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you

That lil kid jackin tags, leavin people black and blue.

And i thought i was black

Yeah, the sex in the sack

To see her pretty little face bruised and black

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

And that yous a black belt in karate

Let me rideuntil i get free

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Poor black people get put down, and are caught up in it,