This is a song about "Kodak black"

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

Never be found. stuff you in a black

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

I promise i'mma call you back

And daddy's in the cadillac

While i freakin' spit black

But five years from now i bet she see

And had a good black friday

Looking through her soul looking really black

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Where the black girls get their weaves back

The villian’s back and venom black

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Got one, got two, three, four girls

We kung-fu that jack black/

Naked woman rub my back