This is a song about "Nigga granmy"

Is written in our souls, africa

None of that bullshit nigga

Give me face like that nigga

Yeah, one time for the

The science and the art, africa

But far from dumb nigga,

Yeah. i know that nigga

My all gold rolly or the

Our nation have to bow, africa

Yeah, better believe it nigga

Sound kinda cold nigga

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Who knows what the

I'm fresh as fuck nigga