This is a song about "Black snitck"

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

To their backs and attract the black on black

But i still rap like a black

This is why her nigga mad

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Never be found. stuff you in a black

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Top dropped down, black on black

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Looking through her soul looking really black

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

I gotta teach hoes

Whilst i glide with black crows,

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Black as black like the blacktop/