This is a song about "Black shit"

Never be found. stuff you in a black

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

Engineering, medicine, religion, fine arts, and built the great pyramids

But i'm fucking tired of seeing kids called black shit by private school fucking white kids

When love comes callin', don’t look back

And i thought i was black

I ain't black i proudly admit in fact yo sit your ass down while i loudly shit it!

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Serial killer villan dressed in everything but 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

Who happens to be black

Ain't even tryna hold back

Holy shit! not to forget my black lungs, it feels like pile of buzz//

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus