This is a song about "American boy"

And american music shows.

Big homie hov said i am close

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Guest spot on american bandstand

Maybe then... you will blow up quick like the american centers did

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

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

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

My ancestors were brought here on american ships

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards