Triple Black

I caught gash in my neck, I was speaking verses on top of verses spewing straight from the neck. Im on deck and dressed in triple black, keeping it all the way classy. And to be honest, I love myself for it. I induced a sugar rush and this urban poetry was my crush. I am black 365 days of the year, 366 on leap years. 

I dont think I can be any clearer than what I have been, what I always have been. Im living this truth, and now so are you.