This is a song about "Nigga rap"

You say you got a nigga

Our nation have to bow, africa

You think that he frontin nigga?

Beautiful are thou, africa

I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

To liberate yourselves, africa

Young roy to another nigga

My all gold rolly or the

Umm made her ribs snap nigga,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

A nigga of my caliber because when i rap all they see is a blur

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

And bitches wonder why i rap like a cruel nigga

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh