This is a song about "African s"

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Put the purp in the blunt

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

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

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

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

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

Cause them wolf gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like

Black woman you cold

S queezys very bold