This is a song about "Black dhalia"

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

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

This is why her nigga mad

But i still rap like a black

While i freakin' spit black

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Snapple fact: you rather wack

If white was the new black

I’m tryna be low key

And had a good black friday

I am just an artist

More like a black ass rapist

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

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

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,