This is a song about "Black shalissa"

Top dropped down, black on black

This is why her nigga mad

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

Looking through her soul looking really black

Whilst i glide with black crows,

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

And had a good black friday

And daddy's in the cadillac

Who happens to be black

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I gotta know if it's real or not

Black as black like the blacktop/