This is a song about "Black poets"

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

To their backs and attract the black on black

Black as black like the blacktop/

Well man i do the yacht

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

And street poets bow down when intellect fails,

Naked woman rub my back

The villian’s back and venom black

My president is black

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Been blood with them bricks, pimp

More like a black ass rapist

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Street poets fantasizing, but i'm here to tell you stories,

And all my niggas is grimy

And had a good black friday