This is a song about "Unequal rights for african americans"

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Afghanistan had faded quick, americans took over and they hated it/

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

I stand up for my rights and march, oh these people judge,

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Have you ever heard of the motherfucking civil rights,

Just know that we will fight for rights when battling them all

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Our rights are what seem to be irrelevant

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

I was a spitting image of my african father/ parents from the