This is a song about "African cello"

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

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

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

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

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

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

This african already been

Girl listen, trying to position