This is a song about "Black opps"

Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

We kung-fu that jack black/

And daddy's in the cadillac

Feeling like shawn carter before the diamond

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

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

The villian’s back and venom black

May just gon' bring hobo back

Bring that shit the fuck back

While i freakin' spit black

To their backs and attract the black on black

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap