This is a song about "African sam"

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

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

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Shit is over i'll drive over you in my rover damn, i'm the son of sam you vultures

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Fuck that now trying get the money

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum