This is a song about "Jazzlynn you my nigga"

To liberate yourselves, africa

Meanwhile you can stroke my fuckin' belly nigga,

To liberate yourself, africa

You know you messing with a real nigga.

They infiltrate our homes, africa

We finna smash you into the curb nigga

Bad bitches never loved them though

Ok you think a nigga shallow

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

Nigga you were wrong, you jumped in front of my gun, and heard the boom

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Murder you nigga and put you in my basin

You think that he frontin nigga?

Our nation have to bow, africa