This is a song about "Suk ya m9m"

Homie i gotta stop ya,

Beautiful are thou, africa

Bitch i’m coming for ya.

The science and the art, africa

Is written in our souls, africa

Rapper who favors and funds ya

The whole rapper thing aren't ya

Our nation have to bow, africa

Our children must be taught, of africa

Ya don't know what i've been through do ya,

Dont make me tomahawk ya,

They claim it as their own, africa

Paranoia that shit might kill ya

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Except the motherfucker who challenged ya

They infiltrate our homes, africa