This is a song about "Black ops"

The one eyed cyclops, from the hip hop black ops, ready or not i cant stop.

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black

If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I don't know why i'm even on this track

A white guy tranna act like a black

Got one, got two, three, four girls

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

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Looking through her soul looking really black

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap