This is a song about "America"

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

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

That to white, middle class america needs explainin',

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Cause america the terror of,

And i need you to show me love

But that's just how america is

And i don't rely on no bitches

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

But i'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in america

When when the economy of america breaks

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

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

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

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Miss america the beautiful, to me that's funny