This is a song about "Creamy obsidian"

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

And sipping the jack they pass

The reality is i don't know jack

And daddy's in the cadillac

I asked santa claus for coal, so guess who stole his presents.

Together all the timethought it was true love

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

Your stupid i'm through with your views, slowly stewing you fools, like a casserole

I feel like i'm falling, yeah falling into a black hole, that's darker than black coal

But failure's not an option, jack

She michael jackson bad