This is a song about "The black plague"

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

All the memories we made start to fade to black

The villian’s back and venom black

Quick flipping up sexy back

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Last time i checked the president was black

That plague the families, lack of structure, it's a dumping ground,

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

Black bird out in the club tonight

Wino might find yo' sight

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

To their backs and attract the black on black

The black clone of slim shady

Or you'll drive me crazy

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.