This is a song about "Red z and black death"

Where the black girls get their weaves back

And i thought i was black

Jay-z and kanye west, maybe they’re just tryna distract it

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Ya battling freddie the red 'n black sweated lumberjack.

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

And pissing red, white, and blue

When i get to warwick avenue

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

The villian’s back and venom black

To their backs and attract the black on black

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag