This is a song about "African lifestyle"

You say bullsit about me and my lifestyle with your stupid freestyle.

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper

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

Rather lose love than to move on never knowing what it feel like

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

I live a liberated lifestyle, i will have your balls rotated on a turnstile cause i'm hostile

You said that my rhymes belong on disney, but yet you want no cussing in a rap battle

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

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands