This is a song about "Ma lin"

Fitting ya without ma gang

We on a world tour, wale your man

But that doesn't mean to stress ma

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Into glimmers of ma dark past,

Fighting with my weak hand

Looking for them better days

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

It'll blow ya mind

Ma raps ma ya go blind

Only means i'm following my dreams ma

They claim it as their own, africa

Isabella, ma bella

She acting all extra

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

See me stepping through with ma limp and ma cane