This is a song about "Iggy azalea"

Just another product of this matrix

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

You don't know me, or my family tree

We came.. way too far pretty baby

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Now im sitting right under that money tree

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

I promise to keep it honest

Sitting in igloo growing a beard

Got her going down, no teeth

Make like a tree and leave