This is a song about "World and it is kid fri"

African queen got what you need

And its like the world is on repeat

And if i'm down with this banging shit

This world is what you make it

It seems like the world is testing me

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

And it ain’t cool when a small and little kid dies,

Long as she come to me first

It is a beat, heard around the world,

And let the other man take a stand, set it off kid!

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Though it seems the world is cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Sorry world but it is true that i can be mean

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream