This is a song about "Ncelast cha"

And a 'please to meet cha' when they reach in, the deep ends of your knee pants

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

Whose res-u-me, as you may have heard, 's to trap cha with laughter,

Im comming in to get cha you any way that i have to

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

So step back a little i tried to be civil now im coming at cha faster then a missile

To the gullible im unstoppable as is compatible, bringing in the capital

You won't even know what hit cha

Educate yourselves, of africa

Cause i ain't mad at cha

But dont go in raw

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

Vaccines can't protect cha from the rap dean's infectious tech burst

And take mama wit cha, cause despair don't do nothin but bite

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night