This is a song about "Crispy nigga"

Yeah, better believe it nigga

Beautiful are thou, africa

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I'm the creator of cooking people til they're thick and crispy like baked potatoes.

Its that other nigga

My all gold rolly or the

Put thorough breds in the toaster till nice and crispy

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Real bad nigga, ima real mad nigga

I try to tell them i'm one of the

None of that bullshit nigga

Is written in our souls, africa

Yeah, one time for the

50 cent said it best nigga

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

I'm fresh as fuck nigga