This is a song about "African accent"

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

Running and dicing fried rice and no accent on rice please,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Stereotyped cause my accent pop like old videos

I could win an oscar, russian accent husky

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

An anglo-saxon with a broken accent

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

I'mma rap to you real quick. i wanna enjoy the luxury of like

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Bitch spit the diss and switch to pistol, niggas who are african,

Flow like odb without the accent

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest