This is a song about "Foreign"

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

My lair is down a deep rut in a world of foreign creatures

Are my words really so foreign and impossible to fathom?

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Rich hypocrites permit war on foreign lands

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

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

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

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

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Had to wear the 13's with them

All my bitches be foreign