This is a song about "Feel ya"

Our nation have to bow, africa

How my lines feel like they can just capture ya

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

They said show me ya gats, ya cash, ass ya smashed

Justifying how i feel

She said my love is outta here

All my love to these queens in here

You've seen the way i feel

I ain't, mad, at cha

But do ya know what fuck ya!

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,

The way you make me feel,

And still a nigga made it here

Take ya to ya favorite restaurant

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard