This is a song about "Foreign takeover"

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

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Are my words really so foreign and impossible to fathom?

I'll rebel against your jealous hating, blessed with the essence to excel with patience

And try to deplete foreign populations creating complications.

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

Driving my car to a foreign place

It's the southern takeover were eating the rest,no peace in this death punch his teeth in his neck

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

All my bitches be foreign

Bad hoes i'm seen with them