This is a song about "America a"

I decline for the moment he unfollows on twitter

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

My bank of america account got six figures

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

This is america and i'm the purge no matter how hard i try i cant the urge the kill. stared

In america, it's okay to be a full-blown sinner

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

See, i'm just trying to focus

But that's just how america is

I try to tell them i'm one of the

A store that dosen't get a

Way of seas/ when in america you can flee/ but there was a

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming