This is a song about "Sassy black women"

With plenty of money and women

They say that karats help your vision

Black as black like the blacktop/

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Ain't no women at the shows

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Pass it back, i'll stab and slash it to sushi, sassy sweet assassin,

To race or religion not even women

Me and my microphone could be one

A women with two black eyes, i told you everything twice

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

But if i can't batter the women

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

And they only talk about women

I pop one, you pop one