This is a song about "Black slave"

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Black as black like the blacktop/

I fucking hate this job

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Twelve years a slave, spend more in a grave.

I promise i'mma call you back

My president is black

And now as i sit debating waiting im a slave and intimidating

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship//

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Quick flipping up sexy back

And i thought i was black