This is a song about "Black synapse"

If white was the new black

Goddamn, the boy's back

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

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

And i thought i was black

Quick flipping up sexy back

Whilst i glide with black crows,

I think that she knows

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

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

We kung-fu that jack black/

This is why her nigga mad

To their backs and attract the black on black

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad