This is a song about "America amp amp amp amp amp"

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

Shit, that's most of america, with neighborhoods devastated,

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Middle america, hear 'em yell out in terror they were so scared

That to white, middle class america needs explainin',

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

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

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

America the peace is past, let the rebels lead the way

T.i., ludacris, jay electron', b.o.b shocks america,

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

Cause america the terror of,

But you hate them navel kisses