This is a song about "Hatting black people"

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

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

That moschino shit is so back

Who happens to be black

Looking through her soul looking really black

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

The villian’s back and venom black

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Snapple fact: you rather wack

But i still rap like a black

Last time i checked the president was black

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag