This is a song about "Black supremacy"

Who happens to be black

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

Looking through her soul looking really black

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Black sneakers. black tops. talking smack while the smack drops

Fade to black; metallica

The science and the art, africa

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

So the devil that drove in her got in control

My president is black

She was wet off the bat