This is a song about "African boers"

But it was africa the continent we all came from

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

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

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

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

This african already been

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

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

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands