This is a song about "Foreign policy"

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

But policy was...you gotta go to school

All my bitches be foreign

I wonder so often

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Like 40 scores of foreign wars i bring the bombs

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

I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Are my words really so foreign and impossible to fathom?

How could this rule be set against my policy..

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see