This is a song about "Black day"

And there's no way i can pay you back

To their backs and attract the black on black

A white guy tranna act like a black

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

I promise i'mma call you back

Who happens to be black

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Last time i checked the president was black

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black