This is a song about "My motherfuckin niggaz"

We left em a world that's cursed

Hip hop is my motherfuckin' world

Geting back to just spittin with all my motherfuckin might/

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

Silence, fast forward, these niggaz deserve rounds,

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss

But my niggaz in paris

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Mid-state and green it seems, is where all my niggaz be

My flow is like a british man, it's motherfuckin' peachy keen,

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team