This is a song about "Foreign"

The quran's the core of foreign conflict,

I’m an old soul with my pimp limp

Basketball is my favorite sport

Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport

I don't trust no one

All my bitches be foreign

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Driving my car to a foreign place

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

And try to deplete foreign populations creating complications.

You fool think you're knack, bitch you rack raps ,you're fag,take you sack, things,

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Like 40 scores of foreign wars i bring the bombs