This is a song about "I am black"

I am not powerless, i am powerful

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

I may not look like a black rapper

You told me god was the answer

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Good black is the omega i get swifter

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

Cause here i am dressed in black all over again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

I spit that real hip hop, youd think my lips are black

To get them niggas while they laid back

* amalgam digital download bonus track

Really easy for me to tell you i aint black,

When love comes callin', don’t look back

And i thought i was black