This is a song about "Black strally money finessing yutes"

And i thought i was black

When love comes callin', don’t love back

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

We kung-fu that jack black/

Bring that shit the fuck back

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

Top dropped down, black on black

Ain't even tryna hold back

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

And had a good black friday

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

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