This is a song about "Black is black"

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

My mind is more poisonous than a black widow

A pine box, closed casket and mommy's black dress is real

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Im a true black man rap is my game,

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Top dropped down, black on black

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

When i was starving now it's payback

We kung-fu that jack black/

This is why her nigga mad

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

I'm tired of knowing my heart, is coal black.

Random black is up on the scene

It's roc nation, this my team