This is a song about "4th of july"

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Thought this was forever love

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Thoughts of immortality

And when i start to rise

Of the book of your life

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

King of the va, off of those toxins.

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai