This is a song about "Rap for black"

But hurt bad for reasons to accept that "he is thin and black".

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

And when you're arrested for being black and you're jeopardized,

I rap supreme no need for dreams

At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Hearts darker than black i did this for a marketing act for the views

So get ready for my rap show

Call me whatever joe

But i still rap like a black

Wonder if they take it all back