This is a song about "African afti"

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

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

I was a spitting image of my african father/ parents from the

They say your name for attention

This african already been

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

The games new emir i run this shit like a african dictator