This is a song about "Batai ya kibe"

Sickness coming at ya but ya already dead

And don't perform after him or you might regret

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

You nearly pissed ya pants as ya extended ya hand,

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Except the motherfucker who challenged ya

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Take ya to ya favorite restaurant

Ya full of ya self, get ya cock out ya mouth before ya jump in this beef

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Homie i gotta stop ya,

Cause i ain't mad at cha

The whole rapper thing aren't ya

Our nation have to bow, africa