This is a song about "Jet black heart"

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Stacking the cash, at this rate im yet to fly a jet. so i just bet,

Black as black like the blacktop/

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Slingin you over the shoulder: heart to heart

Im out ready to jet i'll meet you up coast

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

You got reason to brag

Who happens to be black

When i stood with her all night despite being jet lagged

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

My president is black

Sneak up on attack

This is why her nigga mad

Top dropped down, black on black