This is a song about "African boy"

Okay son be a good boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

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

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

When i was just a boy

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her