This is a song about "Nobody has owned us"

So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang

That we're still owned by the white man

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

And nobody talks to him and nobody tries

In zoom we trust, he has never failed us

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

Feeling everyone has neglected you or nobody wants your attention even at the bar

And that cocaine industry has us americans so fascinated,

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Because he has nobody, no one to impress,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

It looks like the ghetto has us beat

I pray the lord my guns to keep

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

You dont own nobody