This is a song about "West africa countries"

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

And i still look less fresh than kanye west

And in those third world countries it's used like soviet arms,

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

But i can only love you when you undressed

My ego is big as kanye west,

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

Im like nah im on that delonte west

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

Cuz baby that's how we do it in the west

Ya see all we got is tonight and i ain't tryna see that far

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar

Baby that's how we do it in the west

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

To blow up other countries,

Cause after all the lights and screams