This is a song about "African rebels"

You in a jungle with a lot of rebels

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

This african already been

I hung with some rebels never been with convicts,

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

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

Know just what you worth

These rebels are my brothers

Six rebels lost in their thoughts

Huh, a metaphor of course

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

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player