This is a song about "African spice"

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

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

U lack the spice, black n' white like bank robbers be

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Im a nice guy with a spice of hate just for lunch

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

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