This is a song about "Insalting black pepole"

Wonder if they take it all back

To their backs and attract the black on black

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

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

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Snapple fact: you rather wack

But i still rap like a black

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Never be found. stuff you in a black

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

More like a black ass rapist

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

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

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