This is a song about "African theiving wifes"

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

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

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Long as i have my p and my 3 meals, smoke the thc, roll mean blunts as big as king kongs wifes cunt

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

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

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

This african already been

And picture me rollin

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

My wifes leaving me for nothing and i wanna know why.

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none