This is a song about "Ma shit"

talking shit about me as if ma respect is so hard to earn

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Isabella, ma bella

So much class, double d’s and ass

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Ma shit hits u like a hammer n sticks to ur face!,

Ma raps was shit i admit it's an easy lose, easier that opening a curd

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show

Only means i'm following my dreams ma

Used to call me the african don dada

Dis is ma essence, ma presence yow sentence

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons