This is a song about "Black peoples"

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Top dropped down, black on black

Make the fingers snap

Who happens to be black

To their backs and attract the black on black

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Let me see you walk

Black as black like the blacktop/

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Best to just keep my peoples names out ya mouth

Cause this album pack enough evil

Into peoples life's who are peaceful,

That sits on peoples dicks

Fuck, clean up on aisle six