SOIL

I know some Cali dudes that wanna move to Cape Town

Their ancestors are the Africans that they clown

Stay proud, in States where the slaves found

It's the same crown if you black or a shade brown

See, murder is the case now

Bullets on our backs, in the soil where our face found

Lay down, Mama's cry is not safe sound

The Motherland is now the coloniser's playground

I know some dudes from New York that wanna move to Jozi

Or Petori, sibonginkosi, namaDlozi

Askies, I'm sorry, lose your life for a Courtleigh

OppiKoppi, the other side of the story

Befriend a tsotsi, that's advice from my Toppi

Protect your koppie, if you toffee or coffee

I'll tell your for free, there's no bosses of all streets

You don't gotta ball, just make sure you got the floor seats

Egoli

I know some ATL girls that really love Durban

She love her Maxhosa, just they way she love Birkin

Play Nasty, C her in the club twerking

Celebs in the lights, in the dark there's thugs lurking

Lesson 1, it's not the drug, it's the person

Lesson number 2, remember love's not perfect

Homie don't you ever think a glove's not worth it

Your soul ain't clean, know a scrub's not working

Know some UK tings who got friends in Soweto

They from the Ends, you can end in the ghetto

Look through their lens

You pretend you a scare crow

Tryna spend M's on a Benz where your revs go

Tryna transcend what we're meant for

Amen, all the young men need a mentor

I pray all the mandem comprehend more

Water your seeds, my friend see the stems grow