This is a song about "Burny black"

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

Got one, got two, three, four girls

The villian’s back and venom black

To get them niggas while they laid back

Whilst i glide with black crows,

No, no, we are not those

Ain't even tryna hold back

And i thought i was black

But i still rap like a black

Quick flipping up sexy back

Top dropped down, black on black

I can't turn back

Never be found. stuff you in a black

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

If white was the new black

Bring that shit the fuck back