This is a song about "1890 s in america"

We're still feeling the promise, some nights i kill 'em with kindness

In america we have the most races but we still so bias

That to white, middle class america needs explainin',

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Middle america, hear 'em yell out in terror they were so scared

Like captine america im a new soldier

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s

Where's your bars about money? for fuck sake you're from america,

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga