This is a song about "American akita"

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

My ancestors were brought here on american ships

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

I'm a killa bomb call me c4, i stay shooting bars i don't reload, i try ta lay low, keep away from

Miley came in like a wrecking ball, i came in like an american nuclear explosion, the rhyme version,

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters

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

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

Succeed in what you love the american dream

Your developmental league don’t see a team