This is a song about "Orphan black"

The villian’s back and venom black

There's crack, there's crack

We kung-fu that jack black/

This is why her nigga mad

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Skies are black, clouds are red

Can't win with a passive attack

My president is black

And had a good black friday

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And these shape-shifting hoes

Whilst i glide with black crows,

And i thought i was black

Snapple fact: you rather wack