This is a song about "East african"

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

This african already been

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Born into deformity in east germany,

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Hand to hand in the cold

From the east to the west coast

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

In the middle east, only the poverty's afflicted