This is a song about "Blah"

Is written in our souls, africa

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

So i, just pull out the bazooka (blah)

Beautiful are thou, africa

Graaaaahhhh blah pooo cheee leeee meeeee ten unique words before saving

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Blah! they're dead and joined the same death bed as their daughter,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her