This is a song about "To black"

But its enticing to see your not with a black woman

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Who happens to be black

I'm about to snap

Black bile definitely no reason to smile

Got me quite open for a while

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

But black kids come home to no father,

Regardless to all them, i appease her

But i start to wonder where is your black cap?

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Young innocent black men have to stop and freeze,

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

In the house, holla back