Black Blade - #YOWO

As I write this piece with a black blade, I can't stop the emotion from showing on my black face, Lots of deception hidden in black haze, Lost in the black maze, My favorite color is probably black grey, Monochromatic semiautomatic for those black days, Maybe for self-defense, But in my defense, Some people tell me "you've got it made!" And they would hate to see this black talent go to waste, Even still, I don't want to go to the black jail for my black ways, I can't help that I was born with black DNA, I feel I can no longer physically run on this black chase, Yet my thoughts still move at a black pace, Please I ask, Get off my black case, No ladies I don't discriminate, As long as you know how to make a black stay, And you can bet that's through my black taste, So many people working hard, They still can't get that black raise, It seems being black doesn't pay, The young ones are just trying to make it to 21, Blackjack, Codename, Operation black ace, We keep testing our black faith, Somehow we're still black prey, Hoping when all is said and done, We stick together like black clay.