This is a song about "Back to black"

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

Way back, when i had the red and black lumberjack

Can't win with a passive attack

Who happens to be black

Just another annoying white kid trying to be black

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

All the memories we made start to fade to black

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

To see her pretty little face bruised and black

That i will leave earth with her

But black kids come home to no father,

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

To their backs and attract the black on black

You're fucking with me, nigga

Fade to black; metallica