This is a song about "Russia protects serbia"

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Out of this coviction of feelings

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Beaches of normandy.

She going to borrow some money

And don't ever (and don't ever)

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I've got muslims calling on jesus

Of which im not exactly proud of,