This is a song about "Cilla black"

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Top dropped down, black on black

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black

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

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

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

A white guy tranna act like a black

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Don’t you be holding back

While i freakin' spit black

I had on a black tee,

But am i less holy

Never be found. stuff you in a black

Two times for the chicks with the right bag