This is a song about "All american"

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Upward mobility's a myth, the american dream we can't reach,

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Stuff it all in, all nice and packed

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Its all political this vote between us all

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Every night i stroke hoes

And american music shows.

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

My ancestors were brought here on american ships