This is a song about "African"

This african already been

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

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

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

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

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

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

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants