This is a song about "Africa to america"

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Power, the underrated continent of africa, another massacre,

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

But i'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in america

That to white, middle class america needs explainin',

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Than i walk out the room like im the coolest nigga to hit america,

T.i., ludacris, jay electron', b.o.b shocks america,

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Like captine america im a new soldier

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Pa skillin we on a roll like thick strippers

My bank of america account got six figures