This is a song about "Zimbabwe"

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Lil wayne, kanye west, jay-z , ricky ross,

Feel free if your indian we won't chase you away

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

I'm trying to be perfect like i'm joan clever from leave it to beaver.

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

I'm gonna strike you with black led, watch your body turn indian red,

I'm like mohammed ali in his prime, killin' all of yours kiddish rhymes.

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby/

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Lately i'm feeling shitty, there's no confidence in ricky,