This is a song about "Black day"

If white was the new black

I promise i'mma call you back

Looking through her soul looking really black

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

And now that i’m getting money

I had on a black tee,

The villian’s back and venom black

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

Black as black like the blacktop/

Gangstas dying from day to day

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Don’t you be holding back

We kung-fu that jack black/

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,