This is a song about "Fightin a nigga"

The science and the art, africa

Yo, birth of a real nigga,

You say you got a nigga

A legend have to bow, africa

You are a goddamn idiot you nigga

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Your fucking mouth and listen to what im talking about because my life is like a

Kill a babysitter and hire a gravedigger for my motherfucking nigga,

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Rock a nigga out his socks

A soldier, and i stay under you fightin'

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him

If a nigga come up on a nigga with the nine,

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

You know you messing with a real nigga.

How beautiful are thou, africa