This is a song about "African lady"

And let's change the way we treat each other

Got a lady friend but i don't need her

But i think i like that, just maybe

This crazy lady, call her my baby

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

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

It's obvious i'm crazy

Get high on the white lady

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Cut out the light janelle's the electric lady

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Watching michael grow up into a man and find a lady,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see