This is a song about "Ya jana i"

Beautiful are thou, africa

Homie i gotta stop ya,

While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad

I see you walkin' ya walk, you be talkin' ya talk

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

I'll detect ya wearing ya grandmothers sweater i

Oops i didn't mean to offend ya

Is written in our souls, africa

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

Sorry if i also bisexually wrecked ya

Our history that they stole, africa

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Stomach turns sick, living without ya, cant i just need ya

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

I let it slide with no mind, thought ya learned ya lesson,