This is a song about "I love black people"

Live from the lamont's rose

Whilst i glide with black crows,

It's only fitting cause i'm looking super fly with you

That lil kid jackin tags, leavin people black and blue.

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion

Black people get followed it stores, mindless locked in prison,

But people say you'll find a way to insert another love somehow.

Hustlin' to keep from gettin' buriedbut now i gotta move away now

People love the pig but not the other man

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

What's the appeal? to you hurting people i care and love?/