This is a song about "African savanna"

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

This african already been

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

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

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

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

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