This is a song about "Dat foreign"

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Rich hypocrites permit war on foreign lands

Tell dat bitch she fuckin wallin

You're uncool like my mother kin

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Like 40 scores of foreign wars i bring the bombs

We got dat smoke and blow

Like curses on the radio

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

He's all expensive like dat nylon

Allah, not even dat

It was all bad