This is a song about "Black bitch"

Last time i checked the president was black

To get them niggas while they laid back

I'm about to snap

My president is black

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

Anorak climbing down your chimney fuck yeah bitch santa's black

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

When that money calls i holla back

Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Looking through her soul looking really black

So ima lose bitch? my punchlines will beat u till ur black n bruised

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

You got reason to brag

And i thought i was black