This is a song about "Connor is trying to be black"

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

But all im trying to do is be prophetic

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

In the near future, i'm just trying to be honest

Like hes trying to be mac right

Look, we gone have some fun tonight

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

But i ain't do it cuase i was trying to be faithful

Trying to show us nothing that can be shown

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

I'm trying to be kind

Money back on my mind

Then putting it in space to be enveloped by a black hole

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

There's crack, there's crack

Who happens to be black