This is a song about "If god was black"

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

While pleading with their god asking if it is their time

Cause you must have known, i can't trust the phones

Yet god #bless them, if #he'll 'front his bled bones

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Red on the black, white clean like it was passover

If white was the new black

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if god choose,

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

Reflecting how's my life if stay to the god power.