This is a song about "Helping africa"

Canibus and grits aren't helping my mission

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

Take the time i wasted helping you out on you

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

I start out small by slaving africa, this time theres no saving,

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Gotta thank my momma for still helping me with school.

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Instead of her dreams being buried and no one there helping,

Power, the underrated continent of africa, another massacre,

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

But don't kid yourself, there where no helping hands

I got a green bag with them blue strands