This is a song about "Khuda na"

A rebel and a cop, savior and a na-

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

Im a thriller like mike jackson,stardom na im already a star im shooting pass them

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Na you better stop n brace, imma send you to space

I don’t know why…hey, wait a minute motherfucker

I would fuckin cuss her, but na bruv allow her,

A rebel and a cop, savior and a na-

Our nation have to bow, africa

Na no one ever gave her little shits

She likes the way it hits her lips

Na its all about the blue, man im telling you its true

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Na i ain't an artist, i'm just a wrapper

Interior, inferior, star-spangled banner