This is a song about "American cuisine"

This is what the american government has urged,

Need to be goin to hawaii, seein the world

And these shape-shifting hoes

And american music shows.

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

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

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

That bitch she's my queen her pussies my cuisine

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

A team from out of queens with the american dream

We getting money, you can face the facts

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Hate to break this to you but this is nothing like the american dream

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

My ancestors were brought here on american ships