This is a song about "Africa to america"

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

In america, it's okay to be a full-blown sinner

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,

In america we have the most races but we still so bias

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Turned america into a world where everything's intercepted

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Like captine america im a new soldier

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

When when the economy of america breaks

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

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