This is a song about "African countries"

Munchies, hi hutchies, eat lunchies, make countries,

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

I'm everything that they call nice

To blow up other countries,

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Killers walk free, countries having civil wars,

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

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

And just looked at the whole situation

This african already been

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

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

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,