This is a song about "Black progress"

Where the process projects the problematic progress

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Progress not foggy, though, foes going so low to

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Ain't even tryna hold back

We kung-fu that jack black/

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Black as black like the blacktop/

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

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Getting so high it helps, to get shit off my chest, as i progress,

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

And makes progress every single time the sunsets

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Get the best progress more

Ima go until my arm's sore