This is a song about "African rebels"

And i like my girls with ambition

This african already been

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

So here i am at the store for some chips

And i never handled rock like palestine rebels with pebbles

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

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

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Something like rihanna while i’m up in that vagina

I was a spitting image of my african father/ parents from the

King of rebels?, they say

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride