This is a song about "Small african children"

Listen, he been sittin' reminiscing lookin' at the children

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion

This african already been

This boa, what's your motivation

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Two reflections into one

So flee this beef children,

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,