My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun
Look at me america i am a muslim
Most of america is not middle class or stacking the green,
Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream
Amp up the meaning of words and crush time after time.
Told em it's five quarters so i guess we going overtime
Middle america, hear 'em yell out in terror they were so scared
Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end
No longer do i freestyle, money for the strippers
My bank of america account got six figures
Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say
America the peace is past, let the rebels lead the way
Like captine america im a new soldier
Catalog growing, rappers skedaddle move over
And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision
You must have won every pageant in america when you was young
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