This is a song about "Black day"

Wonder if they take it all back

Looking through her soul looking really 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

Take my moms, move away

Ruins every day

Bring that shit the fuck back

Who happens to be black

This life i chose

Whilst i glide with black crows,

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Black as black like the blacktop/

Ha my mojo back

We kung-fu that jack black/

If white was the new black

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap