This is a song about "Foreign"

Got a foreign girl, czech i'll be there in a sec

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots a scotch,

You in the past me and future on the same watch

Gotta bad foreign bitch stupid thick gotta in the game now she runnin shit

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport

Rich hypocrites permit war on foreign lands

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,