This is a song about "Black chap"

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Never be found. stuff you in a black

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

If white was the new black

Make the fingers snap

And had a good black friday

Let me rideuntil i get free

A white guy tranna act like a black

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

Black as black like the blacktop/

Almost cried right on the spot

There's crack, there's crack

Who happens to be black

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that