This is a song about "Calma na alma"

A rebel and a cop, savior and a na-

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Im a thriller like mike jackson,stardom na im already a star im shooting pass them

You see, this is for the g's and the keys, motherfucker

I would fuckin cuss her, but na bruv allow her,

Na no one ever gave her little shits

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Na its all about the blue, man im telling you its true

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

To liberate yourself, africa

A rebel and a cop, savior and a na-

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Na you ain't a faggot you just pop that bubbly