This is a song about "Black peps"

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

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

Whilst i glide with black crows,

I think that she knows

While i freakin' spit black

Bring that shit the fuck back

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Looking through her soul looking really black

But i still rap like a black

There's crack, there's crack

I don't want it on my back

Never be found. stuff you in a black

And trying to start today with arguments

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,