This is a song about "Black widows"

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

To their backs and attract the black on black

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Quick flipping up sexy back

We kung-fu that jack black/

My president is black

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Love smothering widows til they freaking under the sheets

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

That moschino shit is so back

Can't win with a passive attack

And i thought i was black