This is a song about "Black rap"

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Who don't need a deal to rap hard, or even the appeal of a black card

Looking through her soul looking really black

Try to jack and i will attack

Ha my mojo back

If white was the new black

On they twitter writing novels, see

And had a good black friday

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Never be found. stuff you in a black

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

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

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

My president is black

I don't want it on my back