This is a song about "Foreign"

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

All my bitches be foreign

Now look: the change has come

Driving my car to a foreign place

Thinking of bliss and the good days

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Rich hypocrites permit war on foreign lands

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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