This is a song about "Centre"

With lyrics flowing through my head, left, right and centre

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Walking in the centre, hit me and i mush like feta

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

Your in the centre spotlight the world can see ya

Our children must be taught, of africa

Rout the centre forced surrender

Juicy and hot such a black bitch temper