This is a song about "All american"

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

My ancestors were brought here on american ships

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

Now we must stand tall

To love me at all at all

Doctors told me your mom had a deformation, but its ok dude, i may be rude,

And you wonder why you,can never seem to get a piece of the american pie dude

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

When its all said and done, after all

Man this is so bullshit, i'm so mad i ma knock you in two hits

If you were nursed by fools, then this is your american, asian perceptions.