This is a song about "Whites who think their black"

That act black / till the upper half of their body moves so far back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Who happens to be black

I'm about to snap

Who do you think you are

I know i've came so far

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

You're vacant in the smarts department think i'm black hearted

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

To their backs and attract the black on black

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

Sunrise, black blow job while their hiking.

I’m smoother than alopecia skin