This is a song about "American dad"

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Quick flipping up sexy back

Well its between you and dad

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

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

We don't trust no one american, conservative or libertarian,

And american music shows.

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

This is what the american government has urged,

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Know now that i am an american years later isolated

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

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards