This is a song about "Popin choppa bet we gonna get ya"

I fuck ya bitch and rob ya house what you gonna do

Cause i can always see the farthest stars when i'm on you

Please save me, i'm gonna melt without ya

Used to call me the african don dada

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

So we gonna get on your fucking nerves til u bend it,

I bet you and ya girl sleep in separate beds,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Bet im better then these veterans, rhyming to get their cheese in

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Cuz we see food differently, don't get ya cock stuck,

But i, will mess up the last one, i bet ya

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Climb through ya window i bet i touch ya.

Our children must be taught, of africa