This is a song about "Foreign"

The quran's the core of foreign conflict,

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

All my bitches be foreign

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Like 40 scores of foreign wars i bring the bombs

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

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

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

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

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

Driving my car to a foreign place

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face