This is a song about "Black person"

You cant handle me in person,

Flyer than the rest of them

Top ranked, number one my son

But hey i'm not a person

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Is when a person has a artistic skill

So hey yo, i'm the type of person, who's says i'm the type of person

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Malcolm is the kind of person

We magnetizing the ghetto

Not a morning person, hell no

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I see the same person but differently

I wanna be the odd person

Make them more insecure when they caught one