This is a song about "Black nigga raps"

A white guy tranna act like a black

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Quick with the intricate raps

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Man it’s the killer tracks

I'm a beast with the raps,

I can only construct raps

For setting up traps

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

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Quick flipping up sexy back

And i thought i was black

She like when i rap raps

She do it with no hands

Top dropped down, black on black

When love comes callin', don’t look back