This is a song about "African cello"

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

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

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

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

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

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

This african already been