This is a song about "Black rhinos"

And daddy's in the cadillac

Never be found. stuff you in a black

To their backs and attract the black on black

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

But i still rap like a black

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Make the fingers snap

While i freakin' spit black

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Who happens to be black

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

One of the few to cater rhinos win streak

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Looking through her soul looking really black

No, no, we are not those

Whilst i glide with black crows,