This is a song about "African food"

Riding around without a fuck given

This african already been

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

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

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Now all im tryna do is get food

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

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

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature

And in this game you the gators' food

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