This is a song about "Russells black"

And i thought i was black

You got reason to brag

Looking through her soul looking really black

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

No, no, we are not those

Whilst i glide with black crows,

Last time i checked the president was black

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

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

Still found a way to get pretty ass girls

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

While i freakin' spit black

She always comin back

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

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