This is a song about "American dad"

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Test the water let me know if the temperature right

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class

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

Like football your ass smacked dad

No, not bombs over baghdad

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

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

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

Succeed in what you love the american dream

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

Lincoln just said that to save the nationthese are lies that we all accepted