This is a song about "American boy"

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Know now that i am an american years later isolated

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Succeed in what you love the american dream

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

A team from out of queens with the american dream