This is a song about "African fears"

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

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

Ill wipe away these tears, but you stay in my fears

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Replacin it with happiness and take away all your fears.

Rich off of grammer like i'm managing frasier, cheers

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Hopefully you lil' homos get over your fears and phobias

Bitch get hit with my ciroc-a vodka chopper

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

These chalance give me balance

Cause i was livin out my worst fears

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Get ready to witness your biggest fears.