This is a song about "African king"

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

I said pay me it’s nothing

Here comes the next rap king

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

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

Go pop some pills or something

I'm feelin like a king,

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Y'know i am the king

I know the road i'm taking

Way out hand running to burger king

We no longer close or nothing