This is a song about "African boers"

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

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

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

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

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

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

This african already been

And i love your mind and ambition