This is a song about "Black snitck"

Whilst i glide with black crows,

I think that she knows

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

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Quick flipping up sexy back

My president is black

Black as black like the blacktop/

Living if she is or not

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

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

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

Looking through her soul looking really black

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

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