This is a song about "Black veil brides"

Goddamn, the boy's back

Top dropped down, black on black

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

Never be found. stuff you in a black

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

If white was the new black

May just gon' bring hobo back

While i freakin' spit black

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Really easy for me to tell you i aint black,

And had a good black friday

But five years from now i bet she see

Black as black like the blacktop/

We popping bottles, it don't stop

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

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