This is a song about "A foreign"

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Gotta bad foreign bitch stupid thick gotta in the game now she runnin shit

You're my favorite show, any chance i get i try to watch

Foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots a scotch,

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

Big shit popping, i'm the man

You're a disaster a sham,

My lair is down a deep rut in a world of foreign creatures

Half a millie on the road, y'all relyin on features

That's a new flow

It's a yes or a no

Like a baby without a diaper

You know...you know who you are