This is a song about "African rebels"

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

America the peace is past, let the rebels lead the way

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

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

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

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

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

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

This boa, what's your motivation

This african already been