This is a song about "The black dot"

Figure this out, the king of the south, i'm poppin' bones from shotgun homes,

Eyes and pupils dot the i's so crucial true to being frugal loose as loopholes

To their backs and attract the black on black

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

The villian’s back and venom black

When that money calls i holla back

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

White sofas contrast the black constrictive boas/

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

In the corner of my eye, i saw a pair of polka dot underwear

Nah i aint the black activist

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

The half black jewish canadian, eh?

It involves a mighty deity, by the n. n.name, yahweh.

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Secret society all we ask is trust