This is a song about "Black sqaud"

In the house, holla back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

More like a black ass rapist

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Last time i checked the president was black

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

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