This is a song about "American bitch"

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

This is what the american government has urged,

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

Guest spot on american bandstand

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

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

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

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Know now that i am an american years later isolated