This is a song about "Ya mina"

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

Our history that they stole, africa

I'll detect ya wearing ya grandmothers sweater i

Now everybody put your hands up high

Our nation have to bow, africa

I let that choppa intersect ya

Sickness coming at ya but ya already dead

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Cause i ain't mad at cha

Bitch i’m coming for ya.

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Motherfucker i'm on to ya,

Take ya to ya favorite restaurant

Guess i'll meet her right back at start