This is a song about "Dell african sorry hooper you suck like cortez"

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

218 be my area lookin like you got malaria feel a bit sorry for ya,

Telling you not to feel sorry

Your dream movie? i'm the clearest copy

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

The games new emir i run this shit like a african dictator

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I already know you suck

Money i make em buck

Sorry you needed a man bitch

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid