This is a song about "You is black"

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

People call me black but i think it is whack

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

What's long black and could give you nightmares

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

My president is black

That moschino shit is so back

Give you a black eye and make you pee yourself

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

And that their bigger than the world and the world is theirs white or black!

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Good black is the omega i get swifter