This is a song about "Ya sfeqfhc aww dhjfsd"

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

Fantastics, grandmasters attending funerals past ya

Ya full of ya self, get ya cock out ya mouth before ya jump in this beef

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Aww don't be grumpy / you "fans" think like you accomplished something

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

But do ya know what fuck ya!

They claim it as their own, africa

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

''aww does it still hurt?! here haha!'' die! everyone!

I let that choppa intersect ya

A legend have to bow, africa

Our children must be taught, of africa

Motherfucker i'm on to ya,

Take ya to ya favorite restaurant

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard