This is a song about "A country called tropicana"

Always called a small dick you won't even notice their boner

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

A name with a vision boy called aspect,

A country in power

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

- - and now look, a crumbled country thin on prodigies,

I'm everything that they call nice

By a gang called the police

Whilst in a school called junior high

I mean the game been dry

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

From a third world country to a star in the booth