This is a song about "Our black live s"

Black as black like the blacktop/

Got a beans if you wanna pop

All this paper i fold

S queezys very bold

I'm about to snap

Top dropped down, black on black

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

And our new leader ain't jesus 'cuz he's a half-black bitch,

Call me bobby ray, but it’s not two names

Until then we can live with our scarred aches

Smile. laugh. hold. walk. live. live. live. live.

Picture me lettin this chump survive

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Rollin 60's on the block, ya'll won't live to see another sun

It's harder on a black male, wonder why we inhale, all our family trails,

I needed an action break to regain a little bit of compassion against attraction fakes