This is a song about "Back to black"

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

So use that black eye to remember that,

Thug for life nigga

Fade to black; metallica

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

They say i'm all out and whack, they say to be allowed i need to be black

Where the black girls get their weaves back

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

Just another annoying white kid trying to be black

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

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

Our rights, fight 'em back, the white and black with weapons drawn,