This is a song about "African amer"

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

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

My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

This is my ambition

This african already been

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

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

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

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

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum