This is a song about "I m real my nigga"

The center of the east coast my emblem reads

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Thinks they can play in my m-o

That's why they can't mess up my flow

You know you messing with a real nigga.

To liberate yourselves, africa

I said, "i'll delete my twitter for my motherfucking nigga,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

Bt i m sure dat my dick for u will be t pain

Sparking up some weed, i got jays in my beak nigga

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane

I might got tourettes wont hold my tongue nigga,

How beautiful are thou, africa