This is a song about "Intense black man"

A master plan to control the mind of a black man

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

I fucking hate this job

Black as black like the blacktop/

I vent my dreams cause the pens intense to me

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Intense with eviction of syllables mixed with precision in minutes

Man our soldiers ain't white, they all black and latino,

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

I'm intense, my raps light niggas on fire like incense,

Im a true black man rap is my game,

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame