This is a song about "The black death"

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

I always tell the truth even if it leads to my death

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

As long as there is the opposite of death

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

To get them niggas while they laid back

Last time i checked the president was black

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

The freshness of my breath bring your death

Nearly broke the guys fuckin arm and got kicked nearly to death

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Fuck the liberals and conservatives, we’re white and we’re black,

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back