This is a song about "Black prom"

May just gon' bring hobo back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Fuck the liberals and conservatives, we’re white and we’re black,

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

Who happens to be black

Ain't even tryna hold back

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Really easy for me to tell you i aint black,

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Last time i checked the president was black

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Black as black like the blacktop/

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Wonder if they take it all back

But i still rap like a black