This is a song about "African fears"

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

Cause i was livin out my worst fears

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Most of my fears have disappeared

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Critics love it, spit it, huff it, still it's rough, i'll kill fears,

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Constantly showing you dvd images of all your fears.

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

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

All the work, it made me real.. i have no fears

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things